Faded Layers, Wizard Award Winner Options

[Eisa]

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Faded Layers


I frown at my reflection wistfully
and recognise my bloom’s become debris.
Instead, my mother gazes back; in truth,
maturity replaced my tender youth.
Soft silk has been exchanged for crinkled crepe
to shroud my inmost self. I can’t escape
from Time’s persistent pace, for she’s designed
this puckered faded fashion, so maligned.


Time’s fingers frayed my visage … I accept
the ravages she wreaked, for they reflect
life’s stormy waters, where no calm appears
to shape persona through tempestuous tears.
I rummage through the rustiness of life
to trace the winding tracks that turn to strife.
Determination’s pushed me to pursue
my problems, hiding battle scars from view.


As seasons change, I face them …  unafraid
of Time's relentless tides and facial raids.
Inside I may be bruised with wounds from war,
yet I’ve survived to stretch my wings and soar.
So mirror image, though you may displease
when dusty covers are removed; just ease
my faded layers back to look behind …
a stronger fabric shows … my mellow mind!

[Guest_Don_*]

Alan, I am reading The Chicago Manual of Style regarding possessives.

Regarding using of phrases, CMS couches it in such a manner to prompt a telephone call to a Philadelphia lawyer.  My impression is English—at least in America—has swung to less formal.

The exceptions and special considerations drive a person to stir their screwdriver with a screwdriver and toast the grammarians at peace under ground.

A toast to grammarians everywhere.  May they remain buried as the case may be.

BTW, my example of "time's" for "time has" is terrible. The practice of possessive "time's" is entrenched forever...it would seem.

I like your example of old English contractions which sound very formal, as they properly mellow my view of contractions being informal.

To wear black tie or not, that is the question.  Oh, shall we have go at another toast?  Screwdriver anyone?

Don