The Speculum is Broken

Chasing Youth

Speculum is broken

An empty space upon a wall

Once here beauty cast

Skin deep yet, upon tis facet whole

 

Life ne' er be perfect

More as pendulum slows

Looking glasses merely mirror

And magnify flaws hundredfold

 

Reviews

[SammMG]

Your writing style is something I really have to give you props for. It makes for a really thoughtful and beautiful read

The idea of something so rundown with such a suffering beneath, is a heartbreaking concept. Beautiful job.

[Mikayla_Stagg]

Very beautiful poem. Love it

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you Mikayla. I love your name it sounds so beautiful.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this has that feel of the early american poetry...but talks of how we become slaves to our aging selves...
beauty comes and goes, and sadness comes as we go through that doorway of aging...and the hearts age too...we bleed...
but as that one song says "you bleed just to know you're alive"

dying is living and vice-versa...

really like this write and where it took me.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Jacob. I'm glad the meaning resonated with you. Sometimes I wonder if my crazy phrasing makes any sense to others.

[Bright Ocean Star]

Michael, I love this poem. It is soulful and heartfelt. Timeless and beautiful. The stanza that got me to my throat is this one.."Within a crawl; inverse to a blind
Sadness revealing to myriad souls
Hidden agendas of perception
As slave been sold"... oh, so poignant and beautiful....It makes me wish it were longer so I could keep reading. Excellent, my friend.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you B.O.S. Boy, I wish sometimes my inspirations would stretch out but then I'm afraid I might fall victim to just fluff.

[Ashley Blair]

This is absolutely beautiful and the imagery you have used is exceptional. You perfectly describe life and the destiny that every human faces.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thank you Ashley. I clicked on this and read the title and so wow who wrote this before i realized it was me, lol. I've been away to long with a mixture of busyness and writers block. Your comment has lifted my spirits a little today.

[Rita L. Sev]

Unique imagery, really well crafted, Michael!

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Rita.

[Beccy]

The use of the word speculum is both interesting and quite unusual in the context in which I see these lines; but it works. There is an acceptance that no matter what, the clock ticks and we are forever bound to only reflect on those things we have never seen or experienced, and that we cannot go back and experience those might have been's.

Life is a race that can be run, but seldom won.

Beccy.

[Michael G. Smith]

Let me see thanks Beccy not only taking the time to read but also to ponder my words and reflect on them. These are the reviews that I like.

[Briana O'Connor]

This is exquisitely crafted. The way your words spun together was so elegant and powerful. Well penned. Thank you for sharing.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Briana. Aging is the one thing we can't escape.

[Pryde Foltz]

Evermore the speculum is broken
Be it; doorway or keyhole
Once here beauty cast’d
Skin deep but yet, on this facet whole

A race that cannot be run … exquisite penning:)

[Michael G. Smith]

Pryde, always a pleasure when you visit. Thank you for your words.

[Michael G. Smith]

By the way. I shared your Casanova poem about Edward with my daughters and you really made them laugh. I love you outlook on life and its culture.

[Pryde Foltz]

Ty, Micheal, I am glad they got a giggle.

[Matching Socks]

It's good to see you again Michael.
This piece touches on those human emotions we all feel at times but once we accept the natural course of things we'll find a different sort of beauty.

[Michael G. Smith]

Thanks Ana. I'm honored to be among insightful poets here such as yourself. Hope your doing well.

[Matching Socks]

I am doing well, thank you. I hope the same for you.