The Reunion

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    The Reunion

     

    Plagued with signs of aging

    Only the eyes bore a semblance

    These are faces I used to know

    Yet I barely see a resemblance.

     Hair once so wavy and long

    Now barely grows in sprinkles

    The face that never had a flaw

    Now creased with lines and wrinkles

    Slowly my eyes traveled the room

    With an air of nonchalance

    Reveling in all the rounded figures

    Sporting out-of-date bouffants.

    And to think I once was jealous

    And made to feel so out of place

    By this group of aging matriarchs

    With no signs of youth to trace

    "How gracefully I’ve aged!"

    As I compared myself to these

    "How much younger I appear,

    I’ve sailed the years with ease!"

    Catching a glimpse of my reflection

    As I pass a mirror in the hall

    Stopping cold with realization

    I'm not so different after all.

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    gmcookie commented on The Reunion

    11-17-2010

    I only wish, kiddo... For me time has been a brutal mistress... However she could have been worse. Many of my high school friends are dead already, so I shouldn't be complaining too loudly. But you know, my friend, if you look closely, beauty is still there in the crow's feet from a million laughs, in the twinkle in the eye and the mischievous smile. This is a nice write, julie. The subject is compelling and the rhythm is strong even if it gets lost in a few places. I'll give you a little tip. When I write I try to set up a fixed number of syllables for each of the lines in a verse (along with a fixed rhyme pattern). Then I try to repeat that in every verse. It's not easy, sometimes it makes you sweat. But the reader gets into that rhythm and comes to expect it. If you keep it up the poem just flows.... Bear in mind that it can get a bit tedious if the piece is too long... hehe Of course, this isn't the only way to write. But if you can learn to do that well, everything else is easy.

    Marsink commented on The Reunion

    11-17-2010

    I can relate to seeing people and not knowing who they are, because time was not as gracious to them. I am pleased with the turn of phrases that evoke an empathy in the reader, a tale told well, leaking out your introspection! Applause building!

    Kanicki commented on The Reunion

    11-16-2010

    Julie this is a great write and certainly many can relate too...LOL

    stellar commented on The Reunion

    11-16-2010

    If i become old....i want to have this feeling...I hate regrets...^_^ v

    julieannetx

    11/16/2010

    I'm glad you could relate...thanks for reading.

    JadedJezzabel commented on The Reunion

    11-16-2010

    ahhhhh touche` the dreaded high school reunion....you summed this up well.......totally can relate to this

    julieannetx

    11/16/2010

    The old reunion stirs up alot of memories and old feelings...I always feel better if I think I've aged more gracefully than most! :)

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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