The Sound of Ink

Poetry inspired by art piece: Mirror, Mirror by Rosary Unate  used with permission Should I surrender my mirror to the eye of someone else? The truth in the glass is for me to see, to love, to search my spirit for strength, and acknowledge my weaknesses. Beauty is as unique as a fingerprint. I have no wish to bully myself into broken, to destroy my original to be a copy. Should I surrender my mirror? No! My mirror is mine. It is my choice what it reflects.  ©Susie Clevenger 2024

I am not your pretty thing to dress in lace and ignorance. The mirror in my eyes reflects what it sees. If you don’t like the judgement, don’t provide the reason. ©Susie Clevenger 2019 The Sunday Muse #60