She thought she could be held
by a looking glass,
only after slippering in,
found the spoon ass-backwards, front to flat,
even just her own arms warmer;
so battened them around her,
not noting as she looked down
her crown caught, parted.


Attempt for the wonderful Kerry O’Connor’s prompt on Real Toads to write a micro poem on the theme of the eye of the beholder.  Pic by Christina Martin, edited by me; all rights reserved

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7 Comments on “Beheld”

  1. Marian Says:

    I can’t make heads or tails of that photo but your words paint a precise picture for me. I see her hugging herself tighter and tighter against cold and whatever else.

  2. Kerry O'Connor Says:

    I like your play on ‘beheld’ and ‘be held’ in the opening, and the awkwardness suggested by spoons front to flat.

  3. hedgewitch Says:

    The oblique reference to fairy tale princesses makes the contrast of a flat, backasswards world where one’s only comfort is a fleeting warmth hugged to one’s chest all the more stark.

  4. Jim Says:

    Shades of Alice, et al?

  5. M Says:

    the immediate contrast of the title and the end of the first line caught me up, k, so that I had to read it again. a pleasure to read ~

  6. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) Says:

    I love what you did with ‘beheld’, and all the other word play.

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