The gloss of refinement
meant little
as your stilettoes
ruthlessly crushed
any opposition.
Your mask of protected aura
slipped,
as the next drink
burned away sweet demeanour,
acidic words
falling from
deceit's bitter mouth,
like decayed autumn leaves.
Author notes
Prompt: Polish
30 to 40 words...
In a list
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest 10 entries 30 to 40 words #11 by mysticstorm.
475 points, ended October 16, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please Tell Me What You Think
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Polished exteriors do not show the rust seep through underneath...bitter bit of reality here...strong and sad imagery...well done...
thank you for entering!
mystic -
Strong words that really bring you to that place (by the way, remind me to keep on your good side). Great poem and enjoyed reading it and good luck in the contest!
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a wonderful take on the promt good luck in the contest
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Wow. Quite the poem. This really packed a punch. Excellent to the prompt. ~Pamela
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Brilliant take on the prompt
Your imagination and imagery is superb
You have coloured well "outside the box"
Wish you the best in the contest
Take care
Much love
David
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Ouch, what a great interpretation on the prompt my friend, you coloured well outside the lines and did it well. Best to you in the contest
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