There’s this face I see
In the mirror
Occasionally lost in fantasy
Pushing through
Emotionless days
I’m done looking
Sunshine
Show your rays
Fingers pointing out
All my flaws
One freckle
Two freckles, gone
Forget it
Lost cause
Nose too short
Cheeks too big
None mine
All inherited
Should be thankful
Proud, too
Yet poisoned
By You
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I think you’re perfectly lovely. I can tell simply from your writing.
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Oh my, thank you, Kate. Gesh… ♥
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Oh, Aud. Thrill in the magnificence of your individuality, won’t you?
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I do! I’m regretting posting this poem. Should have chalked this one up to write it and toss it away with the feelings.
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The picture is super! The writing is very interesting (that’s a good thing.) It makes me want to think about it for a while. Who are you searching for? Everyone has flaws. And they’re not really flaws, I think.
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Thanks! Tell me….
Searching for maybe looking like everyone else. Redheads, this one at least, sometimes wish we were like everyone else. Straight hair, tan without freckles and easily blending in with others. I rarely allow these negative thoughts in, but when I have a bad day. I go the mirror and blame what I see. Normal to some degree, I think. Don’t worry. I’m fine.
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Don’t think that way at all! Enjoy being just who you are. Walk with pride and viciousness! (The last one is my favorite.) But, seriously, you’re special just as you are!
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You prefer me vicious? How sweet!! Stop being sweet now, Mr. Duke. *blush* No need for that…or maybe.
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The professor said what he said, and I’ll stand by it till the death!
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Yikes! A warrior’s work is never done.
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Never ever!
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Good! (Shouting at me…)
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Mirrors can be rough on us. My mind’s not working not well right now… is the You in the last line the mirror?
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Yes, and I find it much easier not to look into a mirror. Sometimes we’re our own worst enemy. A poem written about self esteem. You is the mirror…well done, Gus. (It can be hard being the freckled redhead. I’ve learned to embrace it over the years.)
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Don’t we all do that? Not that it helps 😦
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Yes, we all do this at some point, Richard. Lesson is…don’t stare into the mirror too long. My face started sliding off. 😉
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Where was it going?
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I’m not sure. Maybe, to someone who wanted freckles.
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There’s nothing wrong with freckles. Stop bullying them.
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I am. At the time I wrote this I think I was wishing them away. It takes a long time to freckle a summer tan on, you know. 😉 I like them just fine. No choice, you see. 🙂
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Let you off then :p
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Thank you, Sleepy. 😉 What are you up to?
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Just finished writing two short stories
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Ooo, are you happy with them?
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Yes
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Good 🙂
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A bitter sad ending. ❤
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Yes, I’ve held this one for awhile, but when I wrote it I felt it completely. xx
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it shows xxxx
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♥ 🙂
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