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Wrinkles Squeak

Beneath the coat of icing, buried wrinkles squeak; My teeth at misleading mirror - hotly clatter, While an uprooted tooth on lower jaw – bewails. I swear, this corroded mirror, I will batter. Rhyming scheme: ABCB / 12 syllables in each line Oct. 8, 2020 Rithimus Divisa 9 Poetry Contest Contest Sponsor: Gregory R Barden Original poem: Decay Through Mirror Posted on Sept. 26, 2020 for the contest: Writing Challenge – Decay – Poetry Contest Sponsor: Constance La France

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Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 10/10/2020 3:10:00 AM

no greater pain then a tooth ache , wrinkles can groove in sadly when that happens, nice piece Newton. gl in the contest

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 10/10/2020 11:23:00 AM

Thank you so much, Pixie, for this lovely comment!!

Jan Allison

Date: 10/9/2020 11:59:00 PM

I love your humour in this piece, no fun getting old - of course they are laughter lines not wrinkles lol:-) hugs jan xx

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 10/10/2020 11:22:00 AM

Thank you so much, Jan, for the wonderfully great comment!! Sure, aging is so tragic, yet not comic.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 10/9/2020 1:26:00 PM

- "Beneath the coat of icing" ... never look so deep in the mirror, Newton :) - A wonderful poem with humor :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 10/9/2020 2:45:00 PM

Thank you so much, Anne-Lise, for this wonderfully sweet comment!!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 10/9/2020 9:01:00 AM

Oh, the wonders of aging!!! You chose a good stanza from your poem, Newton.

Newton Ranaweera
Date: 10/9/2020 2:43:00 PM

Thank you so much, Andrea, for your great suggestion!!