Treasure Island

Linda Ori

(08/13/1945 / UTAH)

* Rude Awakening

I look in the mirror,
Today it's not kind -
The reflection I see
Wears the change in my mind;

Who is this person
Adorned with my face?
I don't recognize her.........
There's barely a trace

Of the image of kindness,
The bright sparkling eyes -
The face of compassion
Now tarnished by lies;

But who is the liar?
Not easy to say
That maybe my real self
Is ugly and gray;

One look in the mirror
Now boldly reveals
An intimate stranger
Who no longer feels

Compassion for others,
Who no longers cares -
It just doesn't matter
What image it wears;

How could this have happened?
How could I have failed?
I was the 'peacemaker'
With traits that were veiled;

No better than nothing,
My pedestal crashed -
My image in pieces
Lies broken and smashed;

This must be a lesson,
I've something to learn -
You've got my attention...................
Just don't let me burn

Beyond recognition,
Be gentle, I pray -
Restore me to favor
With each passing day

Until I am worthy..............
This test I must pass,
To see MY relfection
Again in the glass.

Submitted: Friday, October 05, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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  • Ivor Hogg (1/23/2008 1:31:00 PM)

    A lttle introspection i never a bad thing Linda. Though i do bleieve you were poking fun at yourself. It is too easy to become complacent and rather fixed in ones view of onesself (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (1/7/2008 1:45:00 PM)

    Hello Linda:
    In spite of all the comments, I want to tell you what a great poem this is. I do believe you were laughing all the way through it. It is the poem of a person who is in control and the construct and style is superb.
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • marvin brato (10/19/2007 5:58:00 AM)

    Reality does come to everyone that our lives have limitations; we cannot always live up to own own expectations or that of the other people.We have to accept that sunrise always sets down. Thanks for sharing, very enlightening write madam! Top marks. (Report) Reply

  • David Harris (10/18/2007 1:23:00 AM)


    I woke up one morning and looked in a mirror,
    and all I could see was a wrinkled face looking at me.
    Not the face of someone twenty three,
    the face I really wanted to see.

    Unfortuntely age catches up with us all and we see only the surface reflection and not the kind soul below. The surface worn by life's storms, not the beauty of age young, not yet clouded and marred by doubt. I agree with Alison, don't be so hard on yourself. Great write though. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend.
    David (Report) Reply

  • Barry Van Allen (10/16/2007 2:52:00 AM)

    I am not sure that what I see, is your reflection,
    but that raven-haired, as Scarlett said ...
    and non -impaired by ' life - lived ' vital person,
    is a damn fine inspiration !
    I once again agree with Alison and Scarlett,
    essentially - - - , get off your back ...
    and give yourself a break!
    'Cause you deserve it!

    B.V.A. (Report) Reply

  • Alison Cassidy (10/11/2007 8:13:00 PM)

    Linda, this is a most confronting poem, delivered straight from the hip (your trademark) and yet I do believe you are treating yourself a tad harshly. True, circumstances can bring out the best (and worst) in us all, but I suspect that this piece may have been written when the black dog of doubt was nipping at your heels. I'm sure that time will help restore your equilibrium and your mirror will once more reflect the innate softness and beauty of your soul. As usual you have shared you angst with an accomplished poetic voice. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • Thad Wilk (10/5/2007 7:05:00 PM)

    Hi linda! Very good write, a little sad and now i'm gonna go break a mirror! (10) ! ! !
    Thad (Report) Reply

  • Scarlett Treat (10/5/2007 3:58:00 PM)

    Oh, dear Midnight, this is a most wonderful, ask me how I know? ?
    Because I am still trying to find my own reflection in my looking glass. There is a little old silver haired lady there, and I know she must be nice, for she has a very grandmotherly face...but I still long to see the 20 year old raven haired gal I used to be...and I can't find her, except in my heart... (Report) Reply

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