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Morning Ritual with Potions and Lies

A poem in our reflection from time being abandoned.

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A false surface stretches over my road within,

Lines now cut over this once smooth skin.

I marvel at an illusion before me to hide.

A smokey mirror reflects back what I wish not to find.

My clouded eyes traveled years unseen.

I gaze upon wrinkled tales drawn with youthful being.

My hand wipes upon wet glass daring a mirrors impartial connection.

This old heart beats as I take in all imperfections.

Makeup is gone.

My hair is undone.

I am only an aged soul reflecting backward with the sun.

I prepare my ritual reversing times gift.

My breath holds as potions fail to transverse this growing rift.

I exhale and tie my hair back to depart this cloudy room.

My day will begin in what must be new.

This poem was written as a response a challenge from Iva Hotkoto to write having the word “mirror” as a thought, inspiration or a thread.

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