Frail and Old

 

 

Clasping with frail fingers,

An old silver hand-mirror,

The sides of the glass blurred with jaded green,

With beautifully sculpted angels perched on the rim,

Angels still so young and so adorable,

They make this senile body jealous.

 

Timidly do I bring the reflection closer,

Scared to look at time’s diabolic creativity,

Lines, that have taken ages to emerge so conspicuously,

 

I stare at the rotten face in the old mirror and scrutinize,

 

The layers of foundation on the sagging face

To hide the lines of age.

 

Strokes of rouge on the skin,

Hanging loose on the cheek bones.

 

The red lipstick on the chapped pale blue lips.

 

Mascara on the almost invisible lashes.

 

Eye shadow on the lid to conceal the thin green lines.

 

Perfectly combed little remains guarded by my pretty blue hat.

 

 

 

I stare and I wonder

 

“Would you have loved me the same?”

 

I really don’t know!!

 

“But I still crave for you the same.”

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Damien Dsoul]

I am reading this poem for the second time, and the image that keeps recuring to me is that of Gary Oldman's character in 'Bram Stoker's Dracula'. Your poem so captures the weigt and feel of someone who's reviewing him/herself through the existential and shadowy mist of time. It is very nostalgic, and the benign attention to detail is very resorceful. And those last spoken words ... don't they seem more scary to you? They sure do to me. Brrr...

[Debra Stevens Edwards (..]

They are the same only with extra lines and creases. LOL the trick is to find someone more wrinkled then you and then its no worries. LOL Nicely Done.
Debby

[Phil Sanders]

This beautifully written and gets inside the mind ... lovely ....

[Brenda Sue]

Very beautifully written and you have brought it to live. Great write.

[Natalie C]

Timidly do I bring the reflection closer,
Scared to look at time's diabolic creativity,
Lines, that have taken ages to emerge so conspicuously,

Brilliantly written, and I think you couldn't have been more spot on with your descriptions about aging. Loved how you incorporated the old with the new, using imagery like young and adorable angels in contrast with the old grey person looking into that mirror

Great!

[Candle in the wind]

It is so uncanny!!! I can almost feel the blue palor and the desolation.Very sensitive depiction.