With anticipation of magic,
imagery, and thought provoking
plot twists and double entendres.
Hopefully, with a wistful longing
for some word or phrase
that will speak to your heart and set you free.
With acceptance of the consequences
for what the words kindle within
as the poet bravely holds the mirror to your soul.
#88
Oh to write a poem or song
and own a few words for a while,
to make them mirrors for your heart and then
to throw them all in to a little Crown Royal bag
like scrabble tiles,
shake them around, listen to them rattle,
then pour them out and start again.
Life the puzzle
Poems and lyrics the clues.
#221
I
The mirror always tells me lies,
shows a backwards world.
Shows things farther away than they really are.
I once had a mirror that showed me ridges
across my face
that rippled when I moved.
What a lie.
II
I never promised perfection,
only my truth, my vision
of how you reflect
in me.
You search for a girl who had
your eyes long ago.
She is farther away.
She has moved on.
III
Back and forth you travel.
Waves and particles through me, in spite of me,
an endless conversation circling,
circling. I grow tired.
Turn off the light, perhaps
you’ll agree on something
tomorrow.
#27
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Linda Studley is a writer, songwriter, independent recording artist, and sometime graphic artist living in Northern BC, Canada
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