Sunday, 14 November 2010

Mirror Mirror - Magpie 40



In the hall of mirrors
Nothing can be hidden.

The warty nose of a cane toad
to some
can be attractive.
The toad world is full of warty complexions
competing for the affections
of equally warty wenches.

Thighs like a mule
mark me as strong and reliable
hard working;
A practical catch
in the muley world of
romance.

Arms of sinew
tell of a tender touch
my fingers working their magic -
their golden touch.

My head is large
bulging with wit and charm.
My mouth is full
with lips like mangoes
pouting sweet kisses.
My poppy eyes are simply
a testiment to my vision.
I see all there is to behold.

I'm told I have a tail,
twitching with excitement
in your presence.
Unable to hide my joy
and yet
when I turn from the mirror
it's gone.
All these things I see.

You
who are blind to these monstrosities
see only
youth and vitality
the radiance of love.

In you, my other mirror
I am a prince.


For other creative responses to this Magpie prompt click here or on the Magpie stamp.

7 comments:

Helen said...

You have incredible talent!!!!!

Dick Jones said...

Anthropomorphism that avoids sentimentality and provides a witty and beguiling representation of beauty and beholders' eyes. Good stuff!

Cad said...

I reckon this is one of the best offerings this week! Clever and funny - a winning combination!

Tumblewords: said...

Awesome mirror! Awesome poem!

Doctor FTSE said...

Very amusing interpretation of Willow's prompt.

willow said...

This made my tail twitch! This is good. Really good, Steve.

Julie said...

That final mirror is the only one worth paying attention to, Steve.