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Aug 2019
Twenty years of endless anger
Now are etched across my face-
Forehead gauged with v-shaped furrows
That a smile cannot erase.

When not grinning, lips turn down
Sad or happy makes no difference,
My countenance looks like a frown
Though this is not my usual preference.

Eighteen months of peaceful calm
Cannot remove the anger’s trace
Massage and oils don’t do the trick
Nor did moving to a better place.

I am not a harridan,
I need to tell the world,
Even though my angry look
Seems like a battle flag unfurled.

I’m really nice - give me a chance
To show my gentle heart.
Let me put the frown away
And make a brand new start.

Let me speak in poetry
And not get trapped in rhyme.
Let me show a happy face
And try it one more time.
ljm
They say every woman has the face she deserves by the age of 40.  Took me a little longer and I don't like the results.
Written by
Lori Jones McCaffery  F/Laughlin, Nevada
(F/Laughlin, Nevada)   
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