Inner secrets locked inside my heart,
a safe of gems guarded by my soul,
what is left of it after selling my image,
for mere shillings.
Paraded around, on display;
a marionette, someone else orchestrating the strings.
Lost in a jungle, where survival of the fittest,
rips pieces of your inner being away,
one minuet piece at a time.
Beauty a mask, painted on to conceal the fear.
Modesty, ruthlessly taken when I blinked.
My eyes, mascara leaving trails of pain;
as it betrays my face.
Stripped barely naked, huddled in a corner,
fear flashing before my eyes;
a picture show portraying my act;
the real me hears echos of screams as they fall on deaf ears.
Author notes
Artist unknown to me, but it is called
Sexy Corner Girl 10 lines more or less
A contest entry
- Image Inspired by Reptile Lady by Reptile Lady.
425 points, ended July 16, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Sam, such fantastic imagery! A BIG CONGRATULATIONS on winning the GOLD! Still on vacation, but I managed to write a poem in this contest in 4 minutes that took silver. I am always following in your brilliant footsteps, so happy to have made such a special friend! Having a ball in Chicago. Will call you when I get home!
Love,
Linda
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A wonderful piece you have created here.
You words paint the scene set and the painful thoughts inside her head
Thank you for your entry and best wishes
Julie
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wonderful take on the promt good luck in the contest
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Thank you
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Allright, I don't like the pic at all...but you manages to give her your voice with a whole story..." a marionette, someone else orchestrating the string" a very thoughtfully line...some very realistic lines, conbined with pointed imagery...well done..
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