Sunday, January 21, 2018







MY DEAR BODY


Are you betraying me
Or did I betray you?
You protest
I confess 
Done you wrong
I thought you were strong
Enough to endure
Maintain your allure

So how did you lose
That youthful contour?
I fed you well
Well maybe too much
Though nothing too bad
As such

I could have done better
I know
But who turned your hair
To snow
Or makes you walk 
So slow
Or dimmed your glow
Or made everything
Slip below?

Not I.
It's nature I blame
You need to know
There's no shame
In your sagging pieces
Increasing creases
Those accidental releases

Let me be clear
There's no betrayal here
Nothing mysterious or obscured
You must rest assured
You've simply matured



(Recently, the prompt here at Poet's United was 'the body'.  I started to write it but never made it to the deadline so I'm posting, though pretty late.)

(For Poets United.)

12 comments:

  1. Smiling.
    My body is sometimes treacherous, but has definitely matured.

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  2. This made me smile, my friend. It is amazing how it has carried us along and for how long we took it for granted.

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  3. sounds good to me : )
    ZQ
    PS: well written!

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  4. Yes, how come they progress fast in regressive fashion with all the good things in life at hand! Great thinking Myrna. Love the humor!

    Hank

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  5. I LOVE THIS! A brilliant comic piece, masterfully penned. The rhyme and cadence is 'bang-on'. The words are a chuckle-fest treat. You have hit this one, clear out of the ball park, Myrna.

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  6. OMG! This made me giggle. I have that right as I'm 63 and I know this poem! Lol! I liked, "Not I.
    It's nature I blame
    You need to know
    There's no shame
    In your sagging pieces
    Increasing creases
    Those accidental releases"

    Made me laugh out loud. It says it all but I could add a few.

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  7. There's no shame
    In your sagging pieces
    Increasing creases
    Those accidental releases... well said!!!

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  8. What a fun and tender poem - real humility

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  9. I love the idea of our body being matured with age and time. Such a wonderfully uplifting poem, Myrna💞😊

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  10. Excellent! This is the lament of many, I think. We definitely can blame 'maturity' if not nature or what we eat. I like your light, but so true, view of the 'mature' body!

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  11. I'm grinning... My body has definitely matured and I have done some lamenting of late about limitations.

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