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Here’s a bit of a throwaway  (I shouldn’t call it that–how about a bit of “fluff”) for Tess Kincaid’s Mag 101.  Tess posts a great photo each week as a writing prompt.  The above is my drawn version of the photo and my poem. (The original photo was by Duane Michals.)

Mirror Mirror

Mirror, mirror, in my arms,
multiply my many charms.
Cast them here and throw them there.
round the arch, above the fair.
Loop them over that which glisters–
‘till me and my refracted sisters,
with iron will and eye for gold,
prove ourselves both brave and bold.
Oh glass, let face reflected twice,
out-spark glare’s fire, freeze shoulder’s ice,
as we set out to make our own
Who’s Who flesh and blue blood’s bone. 
Up up we’ll climb, we won’t look down,
dear mirror, till we toast the town.
and then together, all us three,
will, finally, be simply–me.  

(I am also linking this poem to Poetry Picnic’s prompt about favorite things, as I think the mirror may qualify for this poetic character.

Have a lovely Sunday, and if you’ve got a moment, check out my books!  Very fun novel, NOSE DIVE,  book of poetry, GOING ON SOMEWHERE, or children’s counting book 1 MISSISSIPPI. )