Bad Poetry Minute – You’ve Been Warned

January 15, 2008


 Looking out the window

What do I see?

how is it different

       than a mere


Still Waters Run Deep

       still water

reflects like glass.

Glass of a mirror.

Do I even see through

              glass or

is what the mirror

reflects back a

                   perception or


When to reflect,

is a contemplation

go over it once more

go through it

see through it

see – out there.

If I don’t know WHO

                                      I am,

                                                      who is looking

back at me?

from the reflection in my mirror.




More from the past journals of my life…





  1. Geez, you should warn people at the beginning that this is from your old journal! At first I thought you wrote this today and I started to wonder what put you such a mood … mushrooms? Acid? Then I realized it was teenage angst and I laughed out loud. (I laughed at the sweetness of it, NOT out of cruelty.) I do love your journals.

  2. hee hee hee. I didn’t say what year’s journal this was from! OH – and I DID go look up the mortified website! Quite Fascinating… I don’t think it’s in me, tho.

  3. ….and have you looked beyond the mirror now C?

    I love this:

    “If I don’t know WHO

    I am,

    who is looking

    back at me?

    Maybe it is best we never totally know that answer..for that may mean we are not changing and evolving…eh?

    did I ever tell you that I like your kite? It catches my eye every time. I hope it means that you are soaring. 🙂

    Thank you for sharing.

  4. Oh Gypsy-Heart! THANK YOU. I really love your blog… Your paintings are incredible.

  5. Hey C!
    That was not bad poetry – that was lovely. You really should stop getting down on yourself so much – otherwise I’m going to have come over there and smack you with a wet noodle or something. 😉

  6. Really WC? Gee Golly, this is COOL. Thanks. Hey – I saw a blog that listed you as mentor and a blogger to admire! IT was cool to think “I KNOW that blog!” and I agree. 🙂

  7. I loooove reading your journals. It puts me back to that angsty, emotion-filled teenaged time and place, and it’s just lovely!

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