Teen Poetry #6 |
Bleached |
LTEvans Member
since 2002-12-06
Posts 72Lenham, England |
Bleached Sitting in the weather is not calming, When she is infuriated. Maudlin charming and of few words, All of them fraud. With your words your burn us out, With linguistic scarring. There is a sullen, poisoned moment, After your mouth closes. While we wait till the echo fades out, We look with damaged faces. Well, who dyed and made you Queen, Bottle blonde with delusional dreams. The painted lady sits in desolation, Detergent tears in an inky face. She will not interact without puppets, And only when the fool has spoken. Solipsism saves us from the atavism of the Equalitarian. LTEvans |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
LTEvans~ Another well written piece, and I continue to be impressed. Nicely done. ~Vicky "...until you have read the verse on his heart, |
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Heavens Tears
since 2001-03-15
Posts 677 |
LTEvans, Though I'll admit it may not be one of my fav's by you, I thought it was well-written and I think the short stanza's work really well. Good job! |
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