It's Still Life

I Saw My Reflection

In the snow of a whitewashed mirror,
into meadows where the sun keeps
its winter eye. In empty spaces, I saw

all my wishes strung out like knotted
syllables. Stars. Favourite colours were

my reflection. I saw an avalanche of
secrets, those sweet and sour smells.

I’m the taste of moonlight, saltwater,
of berries bursting blind at night.

And I saw my reflection in the snow
covered hills, and I knew how to breathe.

Miz Quickly’s Day 4: Take a phrase from a favourite song, and make it the title of your poem. I chose Fleetwood Mac – “Landslide” “And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills/ Till the landslide brought me down” by Stevie Nicks

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