Reflect | Teen Ink


April 19, 2009
By KICK3593 PLATINUM, Roslyn Heights, New York
KICK3593 PLATINUM, Roslyn Heights, New York
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Oh mirror, mirror
On the wall,
It’s not your fault
You can’t see all.

For the stalk itself shoots upward

And has only eyes

That can look, only upward

To see “worldly size.”

And what of the pebble

At Deep Ocean’s floor?

Can it travel and not but sit

With only potential core?

And the animal man

Who knew not of walls;

It was the human lady need take him

And lead him to falls.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall,
I cannot mourn your flaw.
For don’t you see that you do have
Life of unnoticed law?

The author's comments:
I'm not sure if this poem will come out formatted right. I remember that I read a collection of E.E. Cummings poems that were all very strange to me. I was very intrigued by the formatting and style used, and so I wondered why not try something.
(If this doesn't come out right, the second, third, and fourth verses were supposed to have been tabbed in once.)

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on May. 5 2009 at 2:12 am
KICK3593 PLATINUM, Roslyn Heights, New York
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A mirror can only see what is straight in front of it, right? And they know not of the outside; in other words, they are still living harmoniously in the Garden of Eden, without knowledge. Machiavelli said 'It is better to be feared than it is to be loved,' but if you can obey, then there is room for love.

My inspiration comes from one place too many in too small a place, and all the time!

on May. 4 2009 at 2:15 am
jennnnnnn BRONZE, Irvine, California
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i find your poems really intriguing, but to be honest, i have no idea what you're talking about :|

just out of curiosity, how do you get inspired?