Gallery Display Poem by C.Ann Penning

O’ Mirror, mirror do they see
Beyond the skin that paints a soul
A specific shape or quality
An artistic expression; a keyhole

Oh paint me; a picture
Make me; a display to critique
Oh ye the beholder
Interpret, analyze, and speak

Ye who think you hold the key
Unlock me; Reveal to the world
Beauty or beast; sweet or deadly
With one stroke; free me to unfurl

An elegant bouquet of flowers
Pick me from the vase; a lovely aroma
Unique; painted exquisite colors
A magnificent enduring aura

No, throw away the brush; the key
Paint me not; unleash no more
Hold me captive; none to see
Break the mirror; lock the door