Beauty

2007

beauty illusory transient unyielding

subjective elusive object of desire

cool ice maiden

pure classical snow

blame ancient Greeks for their wondrous statues of stone

yet perfect never had the warm breath of life infused into their lungs.

symmetry of face and form

always eludes my reach

i slip back into the norm

I am weary from all the comparing and coming up flawed

as the years go on your orbit becomes farther away

will never obtain the oval face mine too plain and round

the alabaster skin, perfect pointed chin

the Cherokee/Choctaw peep through on the freckles on my face

If I am slender enough it will not run from

but my cheekbones speak

of my ancestry

native american or Scot I know not which

my curvy voluptuous frame will never measure up to the sleek lines of those statues.

they speak to me of strength however and endurance from peasant stock

those who survived and came over to this land.

of the many tribes that created who we are

its a beauty you can't obtain from cosmetics or a jar of Oil of Olay