Warning The Stars: Poetry, Art, Life: Mirror-Writing.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Mirror-Writing.

The Reflection is a Lie

I know this because I
have swam its murky depths,
camoflauged as something cerulean.
And it contains a river
that runs North,
calm as an old stone,
clear as the sky,
but what rages beneath
that crystal exterior is unknown.
It is the great deceptor,
mimicking an illusion
more grandeur than fantasy,
more perplexing than mystery,
for what sight could be
more keen than the naked eyeball,
flesh against fair flesh?
You cast a gaze into
the center-stroke of its surface,
silver as a traveling star,
slick as polish across metal,
and ask of yourself,
which one of us sees best?

written for a poetry prompt at Poets United.

6 comments:

indybevMarch 23, 2017 at 12:58 PM
I fear my mirror is no great deceptor ... it is painfully honest OR some strange old lady is living in my house! Beautiful words, as always, Stacy!
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Sherry Blue SkyMarch 23, 2017 at 8:00 PM
Stacy, so lovely to read You! I adore the lines "it contains a river that runs north, calm as an old stone, clear as the sky". Lovely you stopped by Poets United. I missed you.
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Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 24, 2017 at 12:43 AM
A fascinating, intriguing poem.
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Sumana RoyMarch 24, 2017 at 6:50 AM
"but what rages beneath
that crystal exterior is unknown."...love this contrast of appearance and reality ....
so nice to see you Stacy :)
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Sanaa RizviMarch 24, 2017 at 11:47 AM
You cast a gaze into
the center-stroke of its surface,
silver as a traveling star,
slick as polish across metal,
and ask of yourself,
which one of us sees best?

Wow!! Such a deep and contemplative write!!
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Over the years, I've had several people ask me, "Warning the stars...what's that mean, anyway?"

My blog actually is named after one of my favorite poems by Anne Sexton (whom is my poetic idol!) The poem is titled The Black Art and is one of my favorites by her.

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A writer is essentially a spy.
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