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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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- Users favorite of this poem: Cassie58, Thomas W Case
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Nothing like some positive self talk, Teddy. A strong foundation with which to relate to others . Well poemed.
Dearest Dave, not self talk although I'm humbled by your kind words, I'm the mirror that someone else is looking into. I read a poem by Sylvia Plath, for the first time and found a poem so beautiful called the Mirror, I took my inspiration. Thank you so much 🌹
Hello Dave, there are new features and I am not in love with them, shows statistics I'm not a lover of that. I'm sure I'll have to get used to it. 😢
Lots of changes since I joined, Teddy.....
Orright - by now, Teddy you should be used to me - I'm no good with metaphors, and when I think there might be a metaphor, I'm prone to get it wrong.
The reply mechanism here seems to be playing up - replies out of order...
Stay cool dear Dave, I know you well. Yes the changes have been made without notification but I love this site and it's free and all my friends are here, we will make it work. 🌹
Absolutely right, Teddy - can't argue with that.
Exhilarating
awesomeness poetess!! 👍
Very evocative,
superbly expressed!
My pleasure to read indeed!
Best wishes 🙏🌹. Thad
Thank you so much dear Thad, honoured you have come to say so. Very kind indeed. 🌹
Beneath all there is the beauty that one has. Some need to look deep while others it shines on the surface but we all have it. "I would see your lost soul searching for its meaning" A great line. Then the weeping for a thousand years for a lost love. Here it can be taken that it is someone else or the lost love for oneself. A most wonderful write.
Thank you dearest sorrenbarret, the lost soul meaning is for those who loose their soulmates as it is eternal loss when one is still living. lol in teddy's mind at least 🤗
Personification of the mirror. Love that idea Teddy. And of course you can hide nothing from the sharp unforgiving gaze of mirrors . They see it all lol. Every blemish, every line and your eyes are the give aways. The eyes are the mirrors of the soul. Look into a mirror if you dare:) But then on a good day …….. 🌹
My dear dear Cassie, I read a poem called the Mirror by Sylvia Plath, and I took my inspiration, thank you so very much dear friend. 🌹
Beautiful work, sweet Teddy.
Oh my goodness dear Thomas, totally and utterly honoured. Thank you Sir. 🌹 Two of my most favourite poets have faved me i'm wondering is it by accident? What with the new and easy button system that if you stare long enough will decide for itself 🤣 lol thank you, you beautiful soul.
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