Jean Murray Poet Rhyme

Ancient Bloom

I am a tomb of ancient bloom.
I was young once, and pretty.

Now that I am of middle age,
and beauty fades, I must adjust.

To being unseen, no beauty queen.
I must not dance or prance about.

Although inside I dance still.
No one sees the pretty me.

I am a tomb, must I mummify?
Damn it all, I refuse to die.

Still slip on my dancing shoes.
Close my eyes, get in the groove.

Imagine all eyes still upon me.
This acient bloom won't go soon.

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Beautiful Scars October 4, 2016 at 7:02 AM Jean-lovely poem for a lovely lady :) congratulations on your placement :)-luloo Jean Murray October 4, 2016 at 9:54 AM It is especially lovely for me today Laura, as my poem CLAN has been featured this week. Thank you as always for stopping by.

Janice Canerdy October 3, 2016 at 5:12 PM I love this poem--a 7. Congrats on your win, Jean! Janice Jean Murray October 4, 2016 at 5:03 AM Thank you Janice.

Francis J Grasso October 3, 2016 at 12:06 PM Congratulations, Jean! ...Fran Jean Murray October 3, 2016 at 1:12 PM Thank you Fran. Same to you.

Skat A May 7, 2016 at 4:28 PM Hi, Jean, nice to see this poem in Justin's contest. *skat* Jean Murray May 7, 2016 at 4:30 PM Nice for me to see HM Skat. Thank you.

Poet Destroyer A March 20, 2016 at 12:01 AM Jean, nice to see your poem got an HM on Justin's latest contest. HUGS ~LINDA~ Jean Murray March 20, 2016 at 1:07 AM Thank you Linda. I am off work for a month now so will have plenty of time to read other poets. Looking forward to learning from you all.

Laura Leiser February 21, 2016 at 10:49 PM Keep dancing anyway! Great write :) Jean Murray February 22, 2016 at 1:20 AM I intend to Laura. Perhaps just be like Cinderella, and be home before midnight.

Donald J Bennett February 21, 2016 at 9:21 PM The beauty that shine from deep within does not dim with time but only glows brighter. Nicely done. Jean Murray February 22, 2016 at 1:19 AM True Donald. I always had trouble in my head, placing my mother in the correct age bracket.

Richard Lamoureux February 21, 2016 at 5:47 PM I seen a video recently with women in their 70s plus who were extremely stylish and vivacious, I thought they were all quite attractive. I love watching women grow into their beauty. My wife is one such woman, at 58 I think she has never been more beautiful. I enjoyed your poem. Check out my "Big Girls do cry" it deals with female empowerment. Jean Murray February 21, 2016 at 6:36 PM Like a game of Snap, may I now direct you to PERFECT ONCE?