(growing Pains) Age Shall Not... Poem by Janice Windle

(growing Pains) Age Shall Not...

Rating: 3.4


Aging, I look in the mirror.
There I see my future
etched in lines that
my fingertips struggle to accept.

When I first traced them, eyes closed,
I knew the time was near
when I would avoid mirrors.
Instead,

I shall depend
on reading my reflection in my lover's eyes,
hearing my reflection
on my lover's tongue.

And my beauty then
will be legendary.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kesav Easwaran 22 April 2009

beautiful write...reflective of your true loving, compromising mind...no wrinkles seen there...10

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Patrick McFarland 01 October 2009

Oh wow! This is such a beautiful poem Janice, but sadly, I can only give it a ten. :)

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Indira Renganathan 06 September 2009

It is always sensible to accept aging...as it is God's process....nicely written

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Susan Jarvis 14 July 2009

Whenever I see the word mirror next to the word age, it reminds me of 'the terrible fish' of Sylvia Plath's poem. The admirable 'Growing Pains' is on route to erasing such a memory - mirror plus age now equals legendary beauty. Thank you, Janice! S :)

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u are magnificent and beautiful as the poem itself..well done

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Onelia Avelar 26 April 2009

Ah, If only the magazines for women were full of poems like this instead of advices how to keep the skin taut, i think the women would be more lovable, more tender and more loving themselves and giving more love to the others... It is kind of a recipe for youth, but given very discreetly and elegantly. I like the beginning very much - it starts with an accent - the toughest word is in the very beginning, its like a red blot 'Aging, i look in the mirror', but step by step you tone down its effect and leave a wonderful picture in mind...

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