Beauty Gone 2008

        Beauty Gone

It isn’t that I was a beauty,

But the mirrors and the date remind me:

Youth has beauty.


Grounded in the supple,

“You’re the apple of my eye”, says Nature.


Ageing’s mystery,

The muscle mass,

Proportions nose to lips,


The elasticity replaced…

Cheekbone, with its hostile lines

That droops a jaw, chin through to neck.


Oh, heck, maybe the wick

Of beauty really comes

When youthful beauty goes.

© Beauty Gone 10.29.2008


Circling Round Nature; Circling Round Woman;

Circling Round Wrinkles; I Is Always You Is We;

Circling Round Vanities;

Arlene Corwin

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: