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A message from the face in your mirror.

Now, I must try to justify
Every movement that brought me here
Startled and naked
In a new day,

If I listened earlier I wouldn’t be here;

For last night
I took a second alone,
Myself,
To twist some drunk-words into a promise,
That 'I wouldn't end up here again.'

Yet the morning rolls over
And the first thing I see,

(After my spine becomes vertical,
I peak out from behind your sleek silhouette
And the sun peals my eyes open)

Is a reflection
Illuminated,

Of someone I thought I knew
Looking back at the someone I am,

Now forever painted
In your bedroom mirror.

Author notes

Song 2.

Oh dear, now I shall never get out.

Well when one is lost I suppose it’s good advice to stay where you are

Until someone finds you

But who would ever think to look for me here?

Ah, good advice; if I listened earlier I wouldn’t be here;

But that’s just the trouble with me-

I give myself very good advice, but I very seldom follow it.

-- Alice in Wonderland's "Very Good Advice"

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  • Not-The-Sun silver member
    November 8

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    WONDERFUL take on the prompt! stunningly artistic and CREATIVE
    here are a couple parts that stood out to me:

    Startled and naked
    In a new day



    To twist some drunk-words into a promise,
    That 'I wouldn't end up here again.'



    reflection
    Illuminated,

    Of someone I thought I knew


    and the last two lines. I cannot believe where you took this prompt!! very creative and yet something that so many should be able to relate to; I could visualize this so well! thank you for entering!!


    • katelynmcdougall
      November 8

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      not going to lie, I felt a little brand new inspired when I wrote this. Thanks for such a lovely comment I am so flattered


  • Thomas Scott gold member
    October 27

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    " ... the morning rolls over ... "
    Great line in a fine piece of work.
    Good luck in the contest.


  • glennwood
    October 27

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    You are fabby. Please write more stuff like this. It is honest and moving, and fabby. Fabby.

    • katelynmcdougall
      October 27
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      I figured you might enjoy this... cough, cough... but I will try. We need to talk/hang asaps Glenn... because a ) I have a gift for you
      b ) you have some 'splainin to do!

  • vivuyo
    October 25

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    Que cruel verdad!
    indeed, it is a very horrable thing to know that we don't know ourselves sometimes or some of us. even though we are facing to the mirror, still we could hardly comprehend and keep on asking "Is it really I the image I see."
    this poem belongs to me...
    thanks a lot.

  • JstaTch
    October 24

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    Who do we look out for when we don't look out for our best interest? The mirror does not lie...sometimes we do. Brilliant write.

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