Beyond the Mirror

Beyond the Mirror

mimic, himself in the mirror
perfect reflection of self-healed
beyond gaze, a man crumbles
disease rotting from within 
worn strands of hands
grasp for help, but only shake
with a smile, but it is fake
the man is riddle with decay
hiding his decline only to protect,
the target, is not to be known.

11/17/21 – Andy McRae

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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  1. It is day 87 and the horses have accepted me as one of their own. I have grown to understand and respect their gentle ways

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