Standing Up To This Mirror Poem by james watkin

Standing Up To This Mirror



Standing up to this mirror
Its viewpoints, countering;
Whom frowned upon, unsightly
For that angled off her:
'No twilit horror, gargoyled
Not that, my real substance!
A palace, through and through; high sits
For pride in noon brilliance'.

Sunday, December 12, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror,inside,beauty
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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