Sunday, January 18, 2015

Lost Poems: girl

Altar Lost Now Found Found Poems


Shabby stings, of blonde hair,
ends colored as if dipped in honey,

               f

               a

               l

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down the grape blouse,
sleeves pulled over to hide half of her hands,


                      fingers exposed.


Hands rocking back and forth,
left fingernails torn between the teeth,
the right, cradling,
     perched
outside the mouth for its turn.


Those melancholy sage eyes
nestled in mottled skin
watch
the glassy figure in reflection.

~ Annette
Written in the Spring of 2003.

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