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A Mirror Collection ~ Inspired by a Word Prompt

John is a poet and short fiction writer who enjoys collaborating on stories with other writers, and partaking in challenges.

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Word Prompt Help Creativity/ Week 19: Mirrors

Each week fellow writer and poet Brenda Arledge provides a wonderful word prompt to help inspire the creativity of her colleagues and followers. The prompt for week 19 was the word "Mirrors." This is a fascinating topic and opens itself for a myriad of interesting responses.

Mirrors have always held a fascination for me, and I have written a number of poems on the subject over the years, so I could not resist participating in this challenge.

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Image edited courtesy of PicFont

Through This Mirror

Through this mirror

I could fall, crashing

Like Alice into Wonderland.

Escape this life of apathy,

Replace reality with fantasy.


Am I brave enough

To smash the glass,

Not knowing what awaits.

White rabbit, Queen of Hearts,

A grinning Cheshire Cat perhaps?

Presiding over a tea party

The Mad Hatter sits,

"Cream or sugar?" He asks,

"Or burnt offerings, you may prefer?"


Maybe a rainbow-coloured world

With streets paved with gold,

Or a dark desolate place

Where death and suffering abound.

A land where war rages,

Where greed and hatred rule.


Is the gambler in me

Willing to chance my hand,

Forgo everything I am and know?

"Break the looking glass,

Just dare me!"

Image by Aku Digress from Pixabay

Image by Aku Digress from Pixabay

Mirrors ~ an Acrostic Poem

My mirror, why can you not lie?

I do not like what you reveal.

Reflect not what’s before your glass.

Reality’s not how I feel.

Only show what I want to see.

Remember just the younger me,

Still unchanged in my child-like mind.

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay

Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay

Two-Sided Mirrors

Mirrors are windows to our souls,

And portals to alternate worlds.


If you reach out to touch the glass

And nothing solid meets your grasp,

Will you surrender or resist?

To save you, who will you enlist?

And wise predictions come to pass,

For you’ll be drawn into the glass.

Those old-world spells by ancient seers,

Revealing all your deepest fears.


Mirrors, like faces, have two sides,

In which one do your dreams reside?

Image by Willgard Krause from Pixabay

Image by Willgard Krause from Pixabay

Other Poems About Mirrors

© 2021 John Hansen

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