Mindful Mirror Poem by Alfredo Jacques

Mindful Mirror

Rating: 5.0

I see under myself,
In the acrylic mirror.
Expressionless portrait
Of sorrow and wonderment
Artistic beauty of self expression.
Contemplations of self
Breathing out obsessions
Unspoken words being heard, and
Thoughts being felt.
Between the lines I see
A façade of Truth
Contrast and color,
Painting the knowledge within.
Withering traditions,
Confessions tell
Of being strangers to ourselves.

Jazib Kamalvi 09 January 2020

Write comment. Such a nice poem, Alfredo. Read my poem, Love and. Thanks

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Paul Brookes 03 December 2013

Great poem and very haunting pieces. Sometimes I start at the image in the mirror and wonder who this is. The truth is hard to define each of our truths maybe falsehoods to others, Loved the lines ''Withering traditions Confessions tell Of being strangers to ourselves'' 10/10 BB : O)

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David Harris 25 August 2007

Alfredo, this a very haunting piece of self analyzing. I liked it. The last line 'Of being strangers to ourselves.' really summed up this whole poem. Brilliant. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David

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Tailor Bell 24 August 2007

you've captured that strange alliance and intimate dialogue we often have with ourselves, especially as we engage in expression. strong work, Alfredo. -Tailor

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Jennifer Unknown 24 August 2007

Very well written. I liked this.

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