Newton Ranaweera Poet Rhyme

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 October 10, 2020 at 3:10 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 October 10, 2020 at 11:23 AM Thank you so much, Pixie, for this lovely comment!!

Jan Allison October 9, 2020 at 11:59 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 October 10, 2020 at 11:22 AM Thank you so much, Jan, for the wonderfully great comment!! Sure, aging is so tragic, yet not comic.

Anne-Lise Andresen October 9, 2020 at 1:26 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 October 9, 2020 at 2:45 PM Thank you so much, Anne-Lise, for this wonderfully sweet comment!!

Andrea Dietrich October 9, 2020 at 9:01 AM Oh, the wonders of aging!!! You chose a good stanza from your poem, Newton. Newton Ranaweera October 9, 2020 at 2:43 PM Thank you so much, Andrea, for your great suggestion!!