I have been working on this poem, That Woman in the Mirror, for a few weeks now. Well, when I say working on it, I wrote it, shelved it, then re-wrote it a few weeks later! This is the first poem I have ever shared with anyone other than a few lucky ducks who will have heard some compulsory ramblings in my school years! The most challenging aspect of this post was taking a photo of a woman in a mirror. (Okay, it is a photo of a woman in a picture, in a mirror, but I assure you it was no easy task!) So here goes…
That Woman in the Mirror
I looked in the mirror, did a quick twirl,
And there stood a woman instead of a girl!
I watched as she stared with her crow’s feet eyes,
That squinted, then opened, wide with surprise!
On closer inspection I was quite shocked to see,
That this women bore a resemblance to me!
But yet, she was different, in more than one way.
Her skin was much duller, her hair was array!
The lines round her mouth dip down in a frown,
Her lips are too thin, not plump and round.
And wait! What’s that? I should try not to stare.
But that woman’s eyebrow is sprouting grey hair!
I can see that she’s trying, she’s wearing some blush,
But that silly woman, she’s put on too much!
I suspect if she went and got her hair styled,
She would not look so dishevelled and wild.
I suspect if she went and had some fun
She would not look so old and done.
I suspect if she went and had some rest
She could put more effort into looking her best.
Oh I do hope this woman will take the time,
To listen to this advice of mine.
I hope someday she is set free.
To perhaps become, a little more like me?
“Good luck”, I say, as I turn away ,
Scared that she may answer someday!
And just one final thought as I head for the door,
I shall not be using, that mirror any more!
I not sure I want a critique of my limited poetry skills, but I did enjoy the challenge of finding rhyming words! However, I do think this woman is stalking me (and I’m not sure if she is dangerous) so please share and let me know in the comments if you have seen her!