She looks in the mirror
Which reflects an almost beautiful creature.
Her outside is stunning,
But her inside is pitch black with atrocity.
She thinks of last night's lover
And the twilight they shared in bed.
One word burns into the crevices of her mind: harlot
While his money burns against the skin of her breast.
Her face is sad with the pain of her past, present, and future.
A tear rolls down her solemn cheeks like a gem
Like a dirty, shattered crystal on the floor
She strips the red cloak from her body, payment falling to the ground,
And closes her painted eyes.
She is remembering a more innocent time
Where a tiny little girl in ribbons and lace
Runs about with two French braids adorning her head.
Suddenly, she raises her fist and breaks the mirror.
But even in the shards, the harlot's face remains.
She grabs the largest piece and finally,
She escapes.
Author notes
This is a "story poem" meaning that it tells a story in a poetic form.
A contest entry
- Dark Thoughts That Ravage The Mind... Picture Prompt by Rogue-Poet.
1800 points, ended July 12, 2008, 19 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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again great imagery. this is a really angsty piece but i definatly enjoyed reading it.
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mre of a short story then a poem. and quite angsty. I'm am still undecided about this. I like the words and the descriptions that you use, but they don't flow quite right
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It's what is called a "story poem." it spposed to tell a story in a poetic form. Thanks for the comment, though! It is much appreciated!
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Suddenly, she raises her fist and breaks the mirror.
But even in the shards, the harlot's face remains.
She grabs the largest piece and finally,
She escapes.
I like this
I think you could do with some tightening up though,
it seems like you're rambling a bit.
no worries, I do it too
nice write though! -
Beautiful...
The build-up, combined with the last verse was exhilarating. I was stunned. In a trance and stunned...when I read that last verse. The way it was portrayed...the whole poem, captivated me. And yeah...this is poetry. Not the type I write...I'm a rhymer... but this is still brilliant.
As darell below stated... 'truly Golden'
Take Care
bigforrap
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Brilliant!
This piece was absolutely captivating.
you expressed the emotional feelings of
this poor souls inner pain exquisitely.
So many times the woman gets the bad end of it.
When in truth we all fall short of the glory
which we once knew in our youth. All we can do
is learn from our error and move on in the
truth and enlightenment of renewed understanding.
I think you did a marvelous job here.
Congratulation to a well deserve reward.
It was truly "Golden."
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Amazing...I like the fact that the reader can feel the subjects pain and loneliness and the feeling that she is dirty and unworthy. Thank you for entering.
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Suddenly, she raises her fist and breaks the mirror.
But even in the shards, the harlot's face remains.
She grabs the largest piece and finally,
She escapes.a great poem full of sincere darkness good luck in the contest
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