Bitter Reality

Avoids reflections
Mirror no longer an ally
She watches her youth pass by
Her outlook is bleak
Wants to hold on forever
Blinded by a fantasy

Endless youth she craves
She plays the addicting game
Of needles and lifts and tucks
Grasping at nothing
Chasing the impossible
Inevitable defeat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Song Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 7:19 PM
Congrats on this Bitter Reality, Natalie....if the mirror is reflecting "merely" your soul, it would have a gorgeous reflection...the old adage is so true, beauty is only skin deep. ....BTW...on the family feud the other day a very depressing Q was posed to a contestant..at what age does a woman LOSE her sex appeal...SURVEY SAYS.........(are you ready to be depressed?).......40!!!!!!!! I hate that game. lololol. I am provin them wrong. Have a great weekend. Gwendolen
The Rogue Rhymer Avatar
December 10, 2011 at 11:35 AM
Well Gwen it is LA and all of the fools over there in LA are obsessed w/ youth you know. I'm luck enough to live 1 1/2 hours from LA and were normal here :) We are both proving the survery wrong 'fer sure'.
Guzzi Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 5:39 PM
ahh I am not doing that..but not doing it brings its own blues :( Congrad's Light & Love
Quigley Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 2:13 PM
Nicely put Natalie. Congratulations on your win
Brown Avatar
December 9, 2011 at 11:41 AM
Congrats on your win Natalie. Love, Carol
Falotico Avatar
November 26, 2011 at 10:41 AM
You show the depth of your soul and poetry in this amazing piece of poetry.. very enjoyed.... Michael
Moore Avatar
November 22, 2011 at 5:26 PM
I really like this piece. It's thought-provoking, sad...and I'm sure every person out there can relate. Creates some strong visuals in the mind
Dietrich Avatar
November 18, 2011 at 9:12 AM
Natalie, I just got it straight from the horse's mouth (so to speak), you have to do your sedoka ON the theme of Ancient Songs. Sorry, sweetie. I love this one. But it's not about ancient songs. (well unless you make the case that her body is ancient.hahaha). Lucky you, dating the jocks. I had to date the guys too old for high school since the high school guys were too unaware of my great charm to even ask me out. hahaha. But I sure had some COOL older guys going out with me when I was only 16 (I met them while clerking at 7.11!!)
Dietrich Avatar
November 17, 2011 at 11:44 PM
Natalie I really like this. It seems that half of Soup are doing their sedokas about "ancient song" and the other half(like you) are doing them on their own topic. I think I misunderstand his rules. I want to be able to do it like yours , on whatever topic appeals to me. I hope he answers me and tells me what to do!
Song Avatar
November 17, 2011 at 10:23 PM
Natalie~Such a true message. No one can beat Mother Time...it's the plastic surgeons who promise quick fixes...inner beauty comes from the creator. Thanks for sharing this wonderful write. Gwendolen
Goudreau Avatar
November 17, 2011 at 9:02 PM
Profound and moving poetry. Thank you for sharing. I truly enjoyed your message in this piece and how the ending phrase captures the whole reflection.
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