in middle age
her face speaks to me
a fingerprint in time
individual and perfect
it speaks to me
with no words
“i have
lived”
in youth bland
the same as any other
perfect peach
now
later
a vivid venus
goddess
individual
creature
a perfect thorn
amid the safe roses
i prefer the thorn
it knows things and protects the rose
Well written, and great sentiments! Our society places so much emphasis on the young and the beautiful.....if more women read and believed in this then less would feel the necessity to go under the knife!!
Cate
It does indeed Lydia. I love the poem. You express so well the beauty of an older woman, inside and out.
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Dave Bradley
Mon 31st Aug 2009 22:20
Hi Lydia
I liked this. It reminded me of the Abraham Lincoln quote "Every man over forty is responsible for his face". I'm sure he meant women too.
Some young women seem to aspire to be Barbie Doll lookalikes, as you say "bland, the same as any other". But when maturity and life experience come together with real individuality and femininity in a middle aged woman, Barbie eat your heart out.