Month: February 2016

House Of Mirror’s by Freya Giles (my daughter)

Hello, so I am putting this post out there and it’s a poem but not one of mine, it’s a free verse poem that my amazing daughter Freya wrote when she was THIRTEEN years old, and yes the thirteen is bold for emphasis of her age at the time of writing.

If you know me or read my website, you will be aware that I also write poetry and that I am unbelievably proud of all three of my children.

I just really wanted to share this poem after rediscovering it today after forgetting how good it was.
My children never fail to make me feel happy, proud and lucky and this here is an example of one of that instances, when I read this for the first time I was blown away, possibly just because she was only young and I shouldn’t have been as ive read some amazing writings and poetry from her before AND given she is interested in possibly perusing a career in writing (or politics, or writing about politics :-))

This is Freya reading a book in hospital about five months before writing this.
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Anyways here it is.

House Of Mirror’s
I went to a funfair once, a long time ago,
Most of the acts were boring and childish,
But one tent caught my eye…

I entered into the house of mirrors, and I never returned.

The first mirror showed me a large house,
There I saw myself with four children and a slim, posh man,
His arm was around my shoulders and his smile was true.
I submerged myself into that world and was satisfied when I left.
I regained my feel for reality and when I was sure…

I continued into the house of mirrors, and I never returned.

The second mirror showed me a messy flat,
There I saw myself scowling with a large, burly man,
His arm was touching my ass and his smile was cruel.
I submerged myself into that world and was bleeding when I left.
I regained my trust in reality and when I was sure…

I continued into the house of mirrors, and I never returned.

The third mirror showed me a secluded cottage,
There I saw myself happy with a tall, Gothic man,
His arm was around my waist and his eyes were intense.
I submerged myself into that world and was filled with longing when I left.
I regained my expectations for reality and when I was sure…

I continued into the house of mirrors, and I never returned…

The fourth mirror showed me my parents flat,
There I saw myself alone with a petite baby girl,
Her head was nuzzled into my neck and her smile was satisfied.
I submerged myself into that world and was exhausted when I left.
I regained my strength in reality and when I was sure…

I continued into the house of mirrors, and I never returned.

The fifth mirror showed me kneeling on the floor,
There I saw myself crying and shaking my head,
Her eyes looked pleadingly into mine and her shake was determined.
I submerged myself into that world and found I couldn’t leave.

I stayed in the house of mirrors, never to return.

By Freya Giles

Hope you enjoyed it as much as me 🙂

Take it easy

Alex/Muldwych