My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog,
Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

9 Fun House Mirrors

Fun House Mirrors

no one sees me
tin-foiled windows reflect
expected visions
while I cower deep within
terrified I might catch a glimpse
of my true self
by my makeshift mirrors

originally this was intended as a tanka tweet...the first two lines (ending with protect instead of reflect) popped into my head the other night, but i could not seem to pull my thoughts together. upon revisiting my words and their intentions, it grew well beyond what i had anticipated...far beyond 140 characters and the five-lined 31-syllable tanka.

so tonight...amazingly enough on Tuesday...i present my humble offerings for OpenLinkNight over at dVerse~Poets Pub.


  1. oh, fun house mirrors, they look enticing but after staring at the reflection you see for a bit it can feel strange and disorienting. I felt this come through in your words. I also enjoyed hearing you recite it. Great one - thanks for linking up at the Pub tonight :)

  2. Fun house mirrors, or the prisons we sometimes build around ourselves? Short, tight write--so well done.

  3. wow...effective...i think often how we view ourselves is through a fun house mirror as well...distorting what is really there...

  4. Mirrors can elevate us, mirrors can pull us down...

    a cross

  5. Wonderfully powerful messaging in its short delivery. Great write ~ Rose

  6. i think fleshing out what was originally a tanka really works here: still concise enough to present a single image, but long enough to capture the self-concept. nice write!

  7. excellent and so sorry did not make it here sooner I had a lot going on and now have a little time to come back and read some of the entries this week

  8. Some days I think I'd rather see the distorted mirrors...... :) Nice poem........