Photographs of Sunsets as Reflected through Shattered Mirrors by Bing Wright
your face will be my mirror
not silver coated with metallic distortions
but serene with each dying light
the wingtips of gulls
above sand-stroked pavement
opens to wind & raindrops
what flaws enthrall giant trees ?
what cracks bother the blue lagoons ?
only the stone is smooth from
turbulent tides
drifting clouds see open roads,
dirt & grit of cities & small towns,
winding & reaching for last glimpse
of setting sun-
awash in pastels
my hands catch embers of fading light
& gorgeous blue sky
reflects
in my eyes
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Poem A Day - Mirror, mirror, where I am hosting ~
Thanks for the visit & happy weekend ~
Hi Grace
ReplyDeleteVery lovely poem and great photo!
Wish you a creative weekend!
JetteMajken
Thank you for the lovely visit too ~
Deletewhen face is the mirror there def can't be any distortions ..".only the stone is smooth from turbulent tides"..i like the grit and patience expressed here...so inspiring..
ReplyDeleteThank you Sumana ~
Deletewicked cool pic to go with this one grace....
ReplyDeletethe stone became smooth only in the pressure and movement
let the beauty of the world around us be our mirror
for sure...
happy saturday
Yes, I thought the picture would be a good starting point ~ Thanks Brian ~
DeleteGrace i luv your creative reflection
ReplyDelete"awash in pastels
my hands catch embers of fading light
& gorgeous blue sky
reflects
in my eyes
thanks for visiting my blog
much love...
Thank you Gillena ~
DeleteI really like the picture you used to complement your beautiful writing.
ReplyDeleteThe picture is stunning, I agree ~ Thanks Charleen ~
DeleteLike that last stanza the best, captured away at your bay
ReplyDeleteThanks Pat ~
DeleteI love this picture, amazing and I love your poem dear Grace:)
ReplyDeleteThanks Gloria ~
DeleteThat is a wonderful image - so poetic in its own right and your words are a great compliment.
ReplyDeleteOops *complement*
DeleteI apologize for writing too fast and not checking first.
Thank you Kerry ~
DeleteI like the idea of someone's face being a mirror. I do think sometimes if we look carefully at another's face there is something about 'us' mirrored back from them.
ReplyDeleteWe do get an understanding of who we are through what the others reflect of us. It is reassuring when that reflection is serene and offers no distortions.
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautiful Grace. I really like the imagery in your poem and that image you paired with it as well.
ReplyDeletebeautiful. Your words captured it perfectly
ReplyDeleteI really like the contrasts between the gritty of a town and the serene pictures of gull's wing-tips.. the strength of the poem lies in the contrasting of those images... much like a mirror can be...
ReplyDeletelove the cleverness of this
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful reflection...to see beyond grit to wings
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your wonderful reflection on a mirror.
ReplyDeleteThank you...great idea for a prompt
Peace
Siggi
Beautiful writing as usual. My favorite line today is this question: what flaws enthrall giant trees ?
ReplyDeleteKiss. <3
Grace! I am so sorry--I thought it was Margaret hosting. I am going blind, I'm afraid, and don't always see things so clearly--especially on different devices. Will fix my post.
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely poem--I wish the sky could be my mirror too. K.
Hey, don't worry about it too much K ~ Thanks for linking up ~
DeleteI love the questioning in your third stanza...the entirety is magic especially paired with this image...brilliant!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! I love this one, Grace and agree there is magic in your view...
ReplyDeleteOoh, I didn't see Hannah's brilliant...but I fully agree!
LOVING the cracked glass pictures--went to the site, lovely photos.
ReplyDeleteHow frequently the face of another displays myself TO myself (a "selfie"--grin!) and I see what was priorly not revealed to me. Sometimes--what a SHOCK!!!
Thank you for some words floating on top, with deep thoughts underlying.
PEACE and LIGHT
Beautiful reflections in your words Grace..
ReplyDeleteA beautiful close, your poetry is always soft and alluring and..yes graceful. A wonderful picture to accompany the reflection.
ReplyDelete"your face will be my mirror
ReplyDeletenot silver coated with metallic distortions
but serene with each dying light" - this is so beautiful. loved the poem :-)
That picture is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteSmooth from turbulent tides - what a great, thought provoking line. Reminds me of my past.
Have a beautiful Sunday! And, as always, thank you!
That's putting things in perspective. A thoughtful write, and what a lovely pic to go with it!
ReplyDeleteYour words made me fly... I know that sounds silly, but that's how it felt. Fantastic image and amazing imagery in your words. Thank you!
ReplyDeletereflections in a mirror can be powerful ... it is all in the way you perceive the image you see... beautiful photo Grace...
ReplyDeleteI like your poem. Drifting clouds see open roads... imagining what they could say if they could talk!
ReplyDeleteI really love this a lot. The giant tree and the blue lagoon do not lament their supposed flaws do they?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image and words to match.
ReplyDelete…only the stone is smooth (but it was rough at one time) Yes, this speaks of letting go, letting be, acceptance.
ReplyDeletequite an opening gambit, Grace, carried through skillfully to the end ~
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