Past Beauty Comments

I like these rhyming lines about the lost beauty of youth. Michael Walker.

If looks are everything then when they are gone, what is left? This is a really good poem cause it's sending an important, clear message in the best way: without saying Here is a lesson to be learnt. It eases into the mind through a relaxing and enjoyable setting-a poem- and makes the readers think about it without putting up their defenses.

I love this poem it says so much about how life and time can change you and how sometimes you just can't recognise the person in the mirror. It speaks volume about life and is a very powerful poem. Reminds me of my poem Ode

I love this poem and I is so similar to my poem ODE read it and you would see same theme just different style. Good work keep writing

I think this poem is very well written. Beauty of our body is transient but no one can destroy the beauty of our soul I think you will love my poem, ugly (80)

I think this poem is very well written. Beauty of our body is transient but no one can destroy the beauty of our soul I think you will love my poem, ugly (80)

But now she sees just ugliness In the mirror on my wall. nice poem...10 beauty does not die see and try you will find same girl in turn

It is hard for many of us to watch ourselves change with time and life; you've exrpressed this perfectly Colleen :)

The real beauty lies inside......in-depth beauty barely tapped............and what is mirror for.........it is standing there forever portraying ugliness and attractiveness, reflection of what you look like but has it got the ability to measure your inner beauty? a nice poem with a nice reflection of self..................

Everything remains inside our mind. A beautifully expressed poem with a thought from the core of heart. Thanks for sharing.

Nice poem about a horrible problem. I sounds, at least, as if you are right in the middle of a depression. If you can afford it I recommend going to a shrink especially if someone you know can recommend a good one. Above all, remember it's only a phase and you will come out of it, however permanent it may seem now. It might help you to jot down on paper all the good things that you have done, or that have happened to you in your life, to balance against the apparently negative experiences you have had recently. We must always take our past into account when confronting present difficulties. And of course the future may hold many joys which you cannot imagine at the moment because of your depression. I hope that writing poetry may help you through your troubles.

I think this poem is so sad. I can't help but wonder the reasons why life sometimes takes a certain road. But also is there still hope and can we ever go back. Well done Colleen, I love your poetry so far.

I like this poem vivid emotion and image

This is a fabulous poem, beautiful despite the doubt of your beauty in these words. By the way thank you for your comments and the birthday wish :)

I think you are still beautiful, your poems are the witness. A Poet wrote a poem True Beauty. I read the poem in my college. He concludes A smooth and stead fast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Kindle nee'r dying fires.

This is a haunting poem, and that means I am haunted. I think it is the complete absence of sentimentality that makes it so vivid, sharp and (indeed) painful. I abhor sentimentality - it's a lie, it's like taking two steps backward after only one forward, it exposes a lazy writer. Having said those harsh things, I also know why it's popular. Your poem illustrates it - there is no comfort (no FALSE comfort) given in a poem like yours. And the truth is not about being nice. So you are summoning us to look at PAST BEAUTY with courage, yes, courage! Are we strong enough to do so? Well, poetry like this which tells the truth will make us stronger.

The mirror as we know it was invented about the 12 century in Europe. Prior to that it was polished metals, for the most part. The mirrors today are two parts: a glass pane; tain. And it has one function though many applications. I am sure this is as much an anthem as a poem. Ever try becoming a mirror? It's as painful as this.

Hello Colleen. I reviewed this already, but the reviews were deleted. I enjoyed this and most of us have dreaded what the mirror knows, great piece! Loyd

This poem exists for that last line which expresses the theme so vividly. Of course, some people dispose of the mirrors. Picasso did in his old age, and he also refused to see his children because he begrudged them their youth while age was eating him alive. His daughter Paloma was heartbroken because she loved him so much. Your poem made me think these collateral thoughts. I like the lack of hysteria, the impartiality of much of the poem, the way it lets the theme of aging creep up on us - which it is doing all the while.

Hello poet, I think all of us have been in the same place your poem speaks of, very well written, I enjoyed, Loyd