prom was a winter storm
and a purple dress
worn for the second time
held together with resentment
sewn with sad regret
{he was awkward
and she felt mean}
purple lace and shiny pink glitter gloss
tasted like watermelon and strawberry
{he was second choice
and knew he was not who she
wanted him to be}
{he was awkward
and she
was mean}
prom was a purple storm
in a winter dress.
prompt provided by liz
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4 comments:
'prom was a purple storm in a winter dress' wow!! i love the imagery in this and the emotion is so spot on.
this is incredible. one of my favorites of yours...
i feel like i got to peek in on this angst and truth...
(have you read poemcrazy? you have got to read poemcrazy...)
Wow! This one is great... a purple storm in a winter dress...I love that line. I have been that storm.
I too, LOVE this! The winter storm/purple dress and then the purple storm/winter dress is absolutely BRILLIANT! Thanks for sharing this!
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