A Crack in the Mirror

I read Ken e Hall's, "Think Mirror Mirror, Don’t You" which reminded me of my poem which starts out with the same first line. See my recommendations to find his poem to read and see the similarities.

A CRACK in the MIRROR

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Where are you hiding me?
That face is not the one I recall.
It’s not the me I seem to be.

Forget that school reunion picture.
I’m not the fella standing there.
Who could all those others be?
Where is Joe and Fred, with their hair?

Could that be Bill and Paul?
So many I never saw.
Could it be we were classmates once?
I feel like such a dunce.

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
Why can’t you hide the years?
A crack now in your face appears.
My memory is cracking too I fear.

Ben Gieske, June 15, 2006

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Elena S
Hahaha lovely written, great joy to read ! .. Maybe we are meant to loose a few memories in order to make new ones..One aunt use to say that wrinkles are presents from gods, for us remaining only to wear them proud ..I know.. she 's very happy with her mirror.. she has only a few, at 88 she's such a gorgeous lady.
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Kamala
Brill! Brill! Brill!.....great narrative power here Ben.
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Dorothy A. Holmes apwlts2
Mirror, Mirror indeed...My mother's face has taken my place!...Love this Ben. Dorothy Singing Still
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Ken e Hall
Like the poem I love that great saying 'Great minds think a like' time marches on and the mirror tells us, cheers ...regards
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Lynda Robson
I love this..... and I wish I had a magic mirror that was kind to me, excellent write Ben
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robyn selters
How well we can relate to the way this feels with the passage of time... we hardly recongnize the way time has etched its journey... An enjoyable poem and moving
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poeticpiers reborn again
When I shave each morning I see my fathers face
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Ata
almost every poet uses a mirror as a symbol of aging ,I wrote a few poems about that too that this woman in a mirror has nothing to do with me ,maybe our heart and mind have a different picture of ourselves ,thanks for this wise poem
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La Finita
Wonderful poem, Ben Humbly, you're are still here: yo've written this lovely poem.Blessings
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carol
great write the fear of aging
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Botan
Well done poem
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cjkrieger
Love it! Fine penning! Bravo
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Sandra Martyres
If only mirrors could show us what we wanted to see..crack or no crack we'd be more than happy...Great write Ben...
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