Old is the New Tale

A single shimmery silver hair
Plucked
To return later with friends
Slanderous mirror
Reflecting facial pleats 
Breasts like empty tube socks
Reluctantly pushed into place
By Victoria someone
Who’s panties invade 
Gluteal crevices
Gravity
Reproductive scars
Roadmaps of blue veins 
Times toll 
Poisoned sun 
Lixiviating 
One last drop 
Of youth
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“_____ is the new _____.”~ Click over to your favorite blog, and pick out the 4th and 14th words (that aren’t “the” or “an”). Drop them into this phrase: “_____ is the new _____.” There’s your post title. Now write!<a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/______-is-the-new-______/”>______ is the new ______</a><a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/______-is-the-new-______/”>______ is the new ______</a>

*4th & 14th words taken from: Counting Ducks- “My Day as a Fly”:My Day As A Fly I remember some old chap at the bar saying, as an acquaintance recounted a tale of drama and chaos, “I’d have liked to be a fly on the wall for that one” and we’d all snorted into our glasses because, let’s face it, nothing takes our minds away from our own troubles faster than hearing […] Peter Wells, Fiction, Love, character, romance, creative writing https://countingducks.wordpress.com/2015/07/30/my-day-as-a-fly/

6 thoughts on “Old is the New Tale

  1. I love the word lixivity. I love your interpretation of aging. You’re just beginning the process. I’m already there. Have a great day!

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