Reality versus
Expectation. My
Face peers back at me and I
Long for an eraser to rub out the
Eternity of lines
Cut into my skin.
This is me now
I realise, and though
Objectionable ageing may be,
No one can escape time.
By Sarah ©2017
Prompt: Sammi Scribbles, Weekend Writing Prompt, #32 – Reflection, Poetry Challenge – Write an acrostic poem, where the first letter of the first word of each line spells out “reflection” as it is read from top to bottom.
By Sarah 