Lauren Scott, blogging as LScott Poetry, posted a poem titled Worst Critic, which inspired this post.
I looked into a mirror
I bought a new mirror
I demanded a refund
Now, I look into the eyes
Of my loved ones
That’s all the mirror
I need 🙂
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So true those words!
Hello Eva dear,
You dropped off the grid there and happy to have you return 🙂
Yes, I have not been well. As I get energy, I stop by and post. 💜
I’m very happy to know that you’re feeling better enough to hit the keyboard.
Keep well and retain that smile 🙂
Thank you, dear friend.
I love your poem above. What a powerful message it has, with a lot of truth.
Thank you Joyce dear,
Loved ones are all the mirrors we need 🙂
I totally agree. And one will not find distortions there.
Love is a good mirror. You have clear glasses my lovely buddy. Xxx
Hah! Hah! Hah!
I really don’t care much about how I look – never had – and consider this a blessing. But I do admire beauty and bearing in others.
Much luv and hugz,
What a sweet poem. Also, great to see your smiling face on the side of the site with a new photo 🙂 In addition, how wonderful that Lauren’s poem inspired this delightful read.
Yes, Lauren’s poem truly inspired these words and I had to give her credit.
A new photo image – large enough for me to view without the benefit of reading glasses 🙂
Just got here from LScottPoetry to find your beautiful re-interpretation Eric. I know you are right, but it might be hard to stop railing at my mirror 🙂
Hello Madhu dear,
Well, many of us continue to rail at our mirrors, I reckon 🙂
Beautiful Eric… It made me think in Sartre´s philosophy… He once said: “Hell is the other ones”” (“L´enfer c´est les autres”… We are built by the reflections we received of ourselves. Our image depends on the mirror we are reflected ..
Best wishes, Aquileana 😛
Hello Aquileana 🙂
The twins – our heart and our mind – make up our mirror and we perceive the concoctions of these twins.
What you’ve said gives much fodder for thought.
Reflections from the future, present, and past, the future holds the way forward, reflect it where ever you walk, go. Is a wonderful moment, seeing the future reflect back upon us, the poem speaks volumes, Eric..
That’s a nice thought, Sean,
The mirror as reflector of our future – it reflects, we reflect and perceive the path laid out.
The good thing, we can always change, nothing is ever fixed in state until the past, and sometimes even the pasts’ reflections can alter in the future, the different ways we guide ourselves, how we reflect. Reflecting now as to whether what I just wrote made sense.
Peace from a long shore, Sean
What you said makes perfect sense to me.
Hello Eric, a question; How does one like a comment? I’ve only had it happen twice to comments I’ve made around the place, but could not work out how it’s done.
Go to Dashboard > Click on Comments
Click on Screen Options > found Top R/H
Check the star
You can set up your blog but cannot click ‘like’ on blogs not set up. Obviously, I set mine to give everyone (including moi) another option 🙂
This is a beautiful continuation of my poem, Eric, and exactly my feelings as well. We are our own worst critics, but our loved ones remind us of our true beauty! Thanks for the “mention” too!
Have a wonderful weekend!
We read and inspire one another – the beauty of sharing on Blogsville 🙂
It was my pleasure to mention you and thank you, Lauren.
– Eric –
I chose the mirror carefully, it had doors.
I closed them till I was ready to look.
I locked them and lost the key.
Then, I looked through the eyes of others, who smiled
I learned to fear less the mirror
I learned to fear more my own mind and its creative interpretations
Loved your poem Eric, thought I would add my thoughts not poetry but thoughts.
Wow! This is so lovely and says so much, Val dear
You’ve expressed your thoughts in verse and it sure reads like poetry.
Very true – its not the mirror that reflects us poorly – but our mind slants the interpretation.
We are our worst judges. I sometimes cannot escape the feeling that others – especially loved ones – forgive me more readily than I forgive myself.
Thank you, Val, for having enhanced this post with your comment.
“The mirror crack’d from side to side
“The curse has come upon me,” cried
The Lady of Shalott”
…so you’re also safer now Eric.
A tender conception nicely executed.
Thank you, Mike
I welcome and appreciate your contribution.
It’s also great to feel a little safer 🙂
that was a lovely poem. so true.
Thank you, Padmini,
We should all be mirrors in the lives of our loved ones 🙂
The concrete mirror has no expectation. You as your own mirror has expectations and hope to be different. Your loved ones as your mirror has different expectations which most of the time you feel you fall short of. I should really hate mirrors.
But you are right – if the eyes of your loved ones reflect satifaction, that is all you need.
Your new photo looks handsome and cheerful !
Hello Jasey dearest,
We see the reflection of our true image in the eyes of our loved ones and you’re right – that’s all we need.
Okay, my photo looks handsome – that’s a start. In time, hope that I look handsome too – a little bit of Mechanic Leigh logic here 🙂
Luv and hugz,
Wonderful choice Eric, I really liked the message in this poem.
Blessed are those who already have such mirrors – and all good wishes for those seeking their beloved mirrors 🙂