Thaumaturgic Looking Glass

Through centuries will legend pass

The Thaumaturgic Looking Glass

For engrained in its amalgam core

Is the tale of magic, lies, and lore

Long ago the glass was made

Its maker heartlessly betrayed

The promised price was never paid

So in the glass a curse was laid

Those who look see not their face

Reflected in the polished space

But a window to their hearts desire

Blink three times, it shall transpire

The wealthy man who seized the mirror

Looked closely as to see it clearer

He blinked three times, wished for a wife

She came, took his money, and claimed his life

The wife looked in the glass with greed

And saw the world’s most handsome steed

She loved that horse until one day

It broke her heart and ran away

Years and years the curse endured

Damaging what can’t be cured

Lives were claimed and hearts were torn

Stabbed by this unlikely thorn

Until one day a selfish lad

Did what he thought was very bad

Gave the mirror to a sightless gent

Knowing not the curse it rent

The man held the mirror in rejection

Wishing he’d see his reflection

When suddenly the man could see

His sadness vanished instantly

The blind man broke the mirror’s spell

It was normal mirror as all can tell

And so he hung it on his wall

A harmless mirror that was all

By Hayley, 16, GA