age disbeliever

dreams the nights away in the long-gone lands of youth.

Rises convinced she is still there

that time for her has been put on hold.


Mornings are for pampering

futile attempts to remove the slightest sign

that could damage her reflection

ruin attractions of young  admirers


who she is convinced still see in her

the beauty that once was

and they will go on chasing

as if she was the same rare glamourous butterfly

so many used to try and catch

for displaying in wedding album collections. 




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Rose Casserley

Tue 6th Aug 2019 10:40

loving and appreciating all ( and laughing along with Leons ) generous comments and likes deserving of more than my thanks to-

Keith, Don, P&S, JJ, Leon, Dev, Do.Rothy, Angel, Lisa, and Des

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Mon 5th Aug 2019 14:18

while up-thumbing this Rose,

I'm just wondering what I would as a someone approaching pension drawing age look like under a baseball cap and wearing bollock strangling jeans and a FUCK YOU! T-shirt

and finished off with my feet very costly embedded in a pair of multi-coloured trainers complete with flashing lights?

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keith jeffries

Sun 4th Aug 2019 09:51


Thank you for your latest photo wow...........your are gorgeous. Bless you.

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Don Matthews

Sun 4th Aug 2019 00:28

Nice to see your real face Jemima.....

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Jemima Jones

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 23:40

I hope and pray that I never feel the need to use such embarrassing tactics, Rose. But yes as Patricia and Stefan comment, it is laughably sad when some women find this a necessary thing they somehow feel obliged to do. Another wonderful poem. Thank you. Jemima.

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 20:44

It really is laughably sad to see and quite often women who go over the top in trying to look young especially pensioners wearing teenage clothes not realising how silly they look. Great little poem Rose.

P&S xx

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Don Matthews

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 11:13

Oh I do like this Rose....

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keith jeffries

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 10:45


This poem is the perennial quest of retaining one´s youth and appearance in the everlasting hope of being desireable. The very foundation of the cosmetic industry. I like how you have approached this poem as it is gentle.


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