There were shattered type writers
and dirty glitter
on the floor below her head.
From Hollywood glam induced fantasies
to broken dreams and addictions
the lines smeared the walls
with w-h-o-r-e and triple xxx's,
They [linger] and mock like crows
against the [smog] corrupted sky
calling her out from
Sacramento [street corners],
not strong enough to climb the Hills
and see the bright white letters
that give this place a name- Hollywood.
Her upstairs neighbor writes screen plays
and she dreams of a place
beyond [polluted sunsets],
but 500 digits in a Swarovski
[rhinestone] studded cell-phone
secures her seat among elite
glamorous trash in Hollywood.
and she just knows that
if her life was a movie,
classic Hollywood style, black & white,
she would be buried in the credits
as something medicore and cliched
like "second suicidal girl" or
" glitter obsessed teen".
Still she tries to shine like
those falling stars she sees
at the parties in the Hills.
All [cherry] lip gloss secrets
and crest white strip smiles.
She clings to boys posing as men
that have alcohol and weed on their breath
as they bend down and whisper into
back seats that they love her.
They drip [cotton candy] [sweat] down
her plasticine d-cups onto
[tattooed hip bones] and bruised thighs.
She does lines of blow off perfectly
toned six packs belonging to
aspiring rock stars and junkie trash.
She's useless and broken like
confetti and party favors left over
from New Years parties and wasted
Hollywood dreams.
The picture perfect image
of corrective surgery gone wrong,
She's a [butterfly] trapped in a
smoke infested caccoon.
Nothing but second hand glitter
and used up appeal.
Author notes
*Full title is-
Refer smoke in the backseat of a car parked on
Sunset Blvd.
options used a title & word bank c.
- Lithium n Lollipops
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Wow liked this alot. the form of this is stunning.
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wow this is stunning!! the imagery and the feel that this poem exudes is brilliant!! i loved the hollywood glam trash bit. i've read a few write on "starlets" even tried to write one, but this is definatly one of the best!
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This was stunning, perfect, amazing and wonderful!
This is absolutely beautiful,
It's about a cliched subject but you wrote it so wonderfully that it doesn't even matter!
The only constructive critisism I have is :
" "glitter obsessed teen".
Still she tries to shine like "
You should put a space between those two lines. It will sound better I think in the flow.
But once again this is brilliant,
Nice job! <3
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This is amazing
You got the feel of the dark side brilliantly
Ive read SOOO many poems about this, bad and good, but I LOVED this one
The images were so clever and strong
I loved reading it, it made me feel so much
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Good read
As with all your latest faded-glitter-kind of work, I loved it. I expecially liked the last metaphore of a "[butterfly] trapped in a/ smoke infested caccoon." However, I think it would be interesting to expand on this comparison of her, maybe explaining how its killing her? Or spurring her on? Just some suggestions.
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This made me think a lot of Betty Short and the life she had face in Hollywood.
It was so dirty and left a hangover kind of after taste in my mouth.
You really captured the essence of Hollywood's underbelly [or underworld]
And I loved how you sprinkled your piece with all the old newspapers smeared with Norma Jean's red lipstick into this piece.
♥
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Her upstairs neighbor writes screen plays
and she dreams of a place
beyond [polluted sunsets],
That stanza made me catch my breath, and I can't put my finger on it as well as
from New Years parties and wasted
Hollywood dreams.
The picture perfect image
of corrective surgery gone wrong,
She's a [butterfly] trapped in a
smoke infested caccoon.
Nothing but second hand glitter
and used up appeal."
your imagery and wording. Is perfection. -
"They linger and mock like crows
against the smog corrupted sky"
--superb two lines
oh this is kind of trashy ... the lifestyle you describe. I can only hope she loves herself.
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All cherry lip gloss secrets
and crest white strip smiles.
love that line, and the whole poem really! well done, it read really smoothly with lots of greatenss and wonderful
love it my dear competition hehe
moonshine
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freaking AMAZING.
Gahhhh.
You're crazy good girl.
Love it, love it, love it.
<333
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