Ruth Walters


Mirror, Mirror On The Wall - Poem by Ruth Walters

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She walks past mirrors,
her face looks strange.
It hurts to think about times past,
the girl she was, all unashamed.
for now her spirit's not the same
her wayward morals are to blame.

Frightened of the mirrors scowl
the woman she's perceived as now
she dare not look, she dare not gaze
at her odd image, rearranged,
hoping not to see the scars
etched within the mirror's glass.


Comments about Mirror, Mirror On The Wall by Ruth Walters

  • Rookie - 55 Points John Brown (2/24/2013 6:39:00 AM)

    I know how you feel / felt, Ruth. (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,423 Points S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (1/24/2013 2:42:00 AM)

    Wonderful how u engage in freeverse selfevaluation n self reflect. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 16, 2014


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