Saturday, April 5, 2014

Sunset Mirror



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 ~ 

43 comments:

  1. Hi Grace
    Very lovely poem and great photo!
    Wish you a creative weekend!
    JetteMajken

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  2. when 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..




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  3. wicked cool pic to go with this one grace....
    the stone became smooth only in the pressure and movement
    let the beauty of the world around us be our mirror
    for sure...

    happy saturday

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    1. Yes, I thought the picture would be a good starting point ~ Thanks Brian ~

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  4. Grace i luv your creative reflection

    "awash in pastels
    my hands catch embers of fading light
    & gorgeous blue sky
    reflects
    in my eyes

    thanks for visiting my blog

    much love...

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  5. I really like the picture you used to complement your beautiful writing.

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    1. The picture is stunning, I agree ~ Thanks Charleen ~

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  6. Like that last stanza the best, captured away at your bay

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  7. I love this picture, amazing and I love your poem dear Grace:)

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  8. That is a wonderful image - so poetic in its own right and your words are a great compliment.

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    1. Oops *complement*
      I apologize for writing too fast and not checking first.

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  9. I 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.

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  10. We 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.

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  11. This is really beautiful Grace. I really like the imagery in your poem and that image you paired with it as well.

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  12. beautiful. Your words captured it perfectly

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  13. I 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...

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  14. What a beautiful reflection...to see beyond grit to wings

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  15. Enjoyed your wonderful reflection on a mirror.
    Thank you...great idea for a prompt
    Peace
    Siggi

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  16. Beautiful writing as usual. My favorite line today is this question: what flaws enthrall giant trees ?

    Kiss. <3

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  17. 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.

    This is a lovely poem--I wish the sky could be my mirror too. K.

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  18. I love the questioning in your third stanza...the entirety is magic especially paired with this image...brilliant!

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  19. Brilliant! I love this one, Grace and agree there is magic in your view...
    Ooh, I didn't see Hannah's brilliant...but I fully agree!

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  20. LOVING the cracked glass pictures--went to the site, lovely photos.

    How 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

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  21. Beautiful reflections in your words Grace..

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  22. A beautiful close, your poetry is always soft and alluring and..yes graceful. A wonderful picture to accompany the reflection.

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  23. "your face will be my mirror
    not silver coated with metallic distortions
    but serene with each dying light" - this is so beautiful. loved the poem :-)

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  24. That picture is gorgeous!

    Smooth from turbulent tides - what a great, thought provoking line. Reminds me of my past.

    Have a beautiful Sunday! And, as always, thank you!

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  25. That's putting things in perspective. A thoughtful write, and what a lovely pic to go with it!

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  26. Your 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!

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  27. reflections in a mirror can be powerful ... it is all in the way you perceive the image you see... beautiful photo Grace...

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  28. I like your poem. Drifting clouds see open roads... imagining what they could say if they could talk!

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  29. I really love this a lot. The giant tree and the blue lagoon do not lament their supposed flaws do they?

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  30. Beautiful image and words to match.

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  31. …only the stone is smooth (but it was rough at one time) Yes, this speaks of letting go, letting be, acceptance.

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  32. quite an opening gambit, Grace, carried through skillfully to the end ~

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