A Mirror Reflects

Outside the fold

I am found.

 

Slashing silence

Awakens violent peace.

Purity contaminates

The pure,

Vicious circles

Repeat.

 

No strings;

Clingless the empty sky,

Great void.

Ocean waves

Feed the fire,

Cease to settle.

 

A mirror reflecting itself.

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    I like persona poems–and this captures the repetition and conundrum of the mirror evocatively!


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