Best Seasonsmirror Poems

Reflected Reflections

this mirror is honest,
his forehead, taut and tanned,
has nudged backward his hairline;

   eyes staring at eyes, he notes
   where humor once twinkled,
   there unspeakable sadness now resides;

he surveys in his mind
long, lengthening yesterdays,
accumulated memories,

   some vivid, others faded,
   some fond, others rueful,
   some clustered, others cluttered;

tough job to sort them out,
piecing the pieces together
to form some coherent patterns

   out of reflected reflections,
   sober intimations of nothingness,
   honest this mirror is.