An Old Woman’s Portrait

She always wears a milky rose
In her ash hair
A bit out of place

She always swims
In her linen dress
A bit too pale
For her complexion

She always paints her nails
Red
A bit too violent
When she combs her hair
With her ghostly white fingers

The thorns bleeds beauty
Onto her waxy canvas
Leaves a trail of
Dried out tears

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa

12 thoughts on “An Old Woman’s Portrait”

Ahhh, so very sad and lonely. There are two old songs that remind me of this post. Eleanor Rigby, and a lesser known one from early Pink Floyd – See Emily Play:

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Cassa Bassa says:

Feb 24, 2022 at 7:20 am

Oh you are right about See Emily Play, I just listened to it. The sad and gawn wearing image.

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Cassa Bassa says:

Feb 24, 2022 at 7:22 am

And I have no idea Eleanor Rigby is one of the Beatles songs

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Love the “ash hair”.

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This is marvelous, Cassa. Perfect description.

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So sadly beautiful my friend 🖤🖤

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Gorgeous poetry, Cassa. My fav lines, “ She always paints her nails
Red
A bit too violent
When she combs her hair
With her ghostly white fingers” Amazing. 🤍

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