Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
21 Apr 2017 1 Comment
in Mirror, Mirror mutter more..., Poetry Tags: laughter and tears, Mirror, mirror mutter more..., shine goodwill, slide me across the floor, tooth-filled smiles
selfie with iPhone on 4/21/2017 Sedona Arizona
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Mirror, Mirror mutter more…
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Mirror, mirror mutter more
Slide me smooth across the floor
Light my highlights with your glow
Shine goodwill for all to know.
Merely me-with tooth-filled smiles
Knowing well the many miles
Behind the 76 odd years
The laughter and the tears.
17 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Family Tags: bravo, drop, lifts its hands to clap, matter clatters, Mirror, perks of being a poet, plop, Rainfall, spatters
black&white photo shows movement: the impact of a drop!
Plop!
Drop!
Mirror
Spatters!
Matter
Clatters!
Lifts its hands to clap!
BRAVO!
Perks of Being a Poet
http://powerpoetry.tumblr.com/post/82216804413/20-perks-of-being-a-poet
20 Jan 2013 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: cranky, eyes, grouchy, lips, Mirror
My Mirror
Only shows the face; never the hips!
The wide eyes, never the Howdy Doody Lines around the lips;
They drag me down, make me look old and cranky,
Crank shaft caught, locked up, no bearings, only slips.
The wide eyes; never the Howdy Doody Lines around the lips;
Or rooster’s neck, or moles and freckles’ flaws;
Manicures, not wrinkled hands with claws!
They drag me down, make me look old and cranky,
Grouchy, dulled, discarded, dank-y;
Dismal, drifting, bony, blank-y.
Crank shaft caught, locked up, no bearings, only slips:
Gears go slow: from fourth to first… and stall
From showroom… to lot… to used… to junk…that’s all.
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 