April
don't look at me i don't know either!
Part 1:
The Hat
she had a hat
that
looked like
a ninety dollar cake
soft spongy centre
all icing and surprise
it caught
the ice in her eyes
it complimented
the spice in her lies
it matched
the vice in her sighs
and secret promises
that lay between her thighs
.
Part 2:
The Cat
she had a little black cat
in a little black bag
both her
and the cat
were shy little things
angels really,
despite the lack of wings
.
Part 3:
Threads an Strings an Things
her face gave no clues
to her cold heart warmed
every seven years she told herself
as this version of her formed
she loved unconditionally
her heart was an ocean
prone to storm and swell
and other aquatic commotion
she laughed uncontrollably
refreshing, contagious
giggles that steered and veered
to the dark, the outrageous
she was rough when she wanted
dark of hair, sultry, vivacious
she was down to earth honest
homespun pure gracious
she cried like a lady
the tears of a girl
she’d been a lot, seen a lot
in her cold ugly world
she didn’t let it shake her
she couldn’t let it break her
she was able to choose the parts
that would shape and make her
About the Creator
Bren
"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa
"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH6 days ago in Critique
Comments (1)
Love the flow here Brenton. It brings up images in my mind that are quite lovely.