My entry for challenge number 14; “broken mirror” and “enemy”

There it is again.

I’m passing by,

its resonation draws my eye.

An enemy’s attraction.


Of course,

I try not to look,

hide it away,

this broken mirror,

its splinters of



There it is again.

The urge to touch

and feel the edges raw and rough,

inviting laceration.


Of course,

I have a new mirror

in which to gaze,

and there to search

for some kind of



There it is again.

That fractured view

where you saw me and I saw you,

perfect in its deception


Of course,

it can’t be mended.

The scattered shards,

they can’t be found.

I’ll just tread on them

When I am least



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  • Katie Marie on Nov 5, 2009

    Love those last lines. Great write Cafftee

  • David Crerand on Nov 5, 2009

    I really like the images you captured. Great job.

  • Duff D Moss on Nov 9, 2009

    Hmmm – it seems no matter what we do, some things just can’t seem to be mended. Had a little bit of a seductive quality to it this piece. I really liked it. Thanks for playing dude.

  • Brenda Nelson on Nov 9, 2009

    I love the line… “the fractured view, where you saw me and I saw you”
    it had a fun flow.

  • Mark Gordon Brown on Nov 9, 2009

    Nice work, putting feeling on papar or screen isn’t often easy. You just did it.

  • Butterfly Musings on Nov 9, 2009

    beautifully written

  • Used to be Shelly on Nov 10, 2009

    Odd relationships we have with mirrors, wouldn\’t you say? Wonderful poem, caf. I sincerely enjoyed it.

  • Rod Ferrandino on Nov 10, 2009

    The mirror will reflect, broken or not, and we are brought to the mirror like moths to flame.

  • maranatha on Nov 10, 2009

    This is wonderful. Very drawing, a little seductive, and a lot of grainy truth.

  • STEVE666 on Nov 12, 2009

    Hey nice little poem, Cafftee—what about all that bad luck?

  • XXElleXX on Nov 12, 2009

    Your own reflection in a mirror sometimes deceives you..kind of like a disassociation from ‘losing control’. A mirror can be likened to an evil eye..and when it’s broken/in pieces, you can’t really see anything..but you imagine that it can see you I guess..What does your reflection say to you from inside the glass? Does it know your secrets? Does it know how you really feel? An intriguing piece for Duff’s challenge Cafftee :-)

  • Darla Beck on Nov 13, 2009

    Great poem for the challenge!

  • LOVELYHONEY on Nov 15, 2009

    i see myself

    in all mirrors

    broken or not

    i see you

  • Authoress Terry E. Lyle on Nov 18, 2009

    Kool Beans, I dug it!

  • LewSethics on Dec 1, 2009

    I always like mirror poems, and this is a good one.Nice stuff.

  • T.Rex McGoogle on Dec 4, 2009

    You have a definite knack for writing verse. I enjoy reading your words.

  • miraj on Dec 5, 2009

    great take on the words cafftee,the lines were intricately designed.

  • Stan Wilson on Dec 13, 2009

    lovely poem with some very good verses,and short and sweet and to the point.excellent,I too like mirror poems,and wrote one with the same title…Mirror Mirror…not quite the same theme…

  • upeshdaa on Dec 30, 2009

    There is a traditional faith that we should not see our face in a broken mirror. Very nice poem.

  • sweetievee on Jan 13, 2010

    the mirror and the lost lover the enemy?

  • Haseeb Aslam on Jan 27, 2010

    sensitive, emotional…a wonderful piece of it.

  • David De Jesus on Feb 12, 2010

    Nice piece. I enjoyed it.

  • Linvio on Jun 7, 2010

    a mirror can be used as a great metaphore for a sensitive relationship… anyways, I like this poem…

  • lxdollarsxl on Jan 21, 2011

    very easy to read and makes you want more.

  • IniciaJaron on Apr 11, 2011

    love the intertwining relationship you drew here between self, other, and other-self

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