Mirror Poem by Mary McHeaven

Menacing..
It sees not my meat
But my soul

Powerful..
It reads my mind
It knows my anger and pain

Mischievous..
It is but an eye
Looking back at me

Mockery..
I see my bear hands
Pointing back at me

Hunting..
It is knowing
It knows my darkest secret


Evil..
It found my flaws
It tells me my weakness

Deceitful..
It tells lies
It is but my opposite

Dark..
Soundless laughters
Silent cries

Mirror..
The whitest lie
Of a darkest trick

(Jan.21-11 02: 46: 22)