Teen Poetry #6 |
Celebrity Fortitude |
LTEvans Member
since 2002-12-06
Posts 72Lenham, England |
Celebrity Fortitude You wanted all the latest, You could not have the least, You hear a song of glamour, You love the retro-chic, You always will accessorize, You have to eat red meat, You keep expensive dresses, You own for memory. Your parlour sets itself in red and white, A suite made for palaces in paradigm. Leather thin and vivid made by paring, Albino babies’ skins. And structure made of bone. Your clothes and all your fumbled finery, Are five years forward from all the rest. A dress of coffee stained, matted hair, Held to task by blood, And sewn with vision gone. Your recital becomes abhorrently repetitive, Your critics compliment, ovate and overrate. An act of injured youth, forged delicacy, Obliged love of fans, And briefly veiled contempt. A girl who acts more genuine, Took the place you assigned, Now walking down the street, You are staring at your feet, For now you are not so famous, You came, you were, you went. Solipsism saves us from the atavism of the Equalitarian. |
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WinterWren Senior Member
since 2002-12-01
Posts 1044...Coming to |
Very good poem! I especially liked the last stanza and the last lines. Very good! WinterWren |
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