i. first impressions
trashy bright lipstick
blaring out at you from hopeful lips
that strive to be pretty
despite the aching red.
ii. after school
cigarette dangles
from hooker-red nails
cloud of noxious smoke drifts
from jaundiced skin beneath
too much concealer.
iii. in class
bent back
and slutty neckline
showing the teacher
all he wants to see.
iv. afterwards
gotta work with what i've got
tough words to you
that ring hollowly as they fall, abandoned
and trampled on by five-inch heels.
v. lunch
see her cheap dye job
fading blond into dirty brown
and wonder who she thinks she's fooling
as she laughs too high-pitched
curling around DeNadi's arm.
vi. locker rooms
see the skirt that covers nothing
and the tank that's smaller than your bra
she's just giving it all away
such a waste of a girl.
vii. next class
called on in class
springs a well-thought out answer
that surprises them all
you smile, because
you knew you had it in her.
now the only question is
why.
viii. passing period
because i can, she answers
a wild animal when she's cornered
but the unspoken words hang heavy in the air
as real as any Marlboro smoke.
ix. confessions
Because I'm not pretty enough.
Because I was never pretty enough.
x. at home
you sit with a cup of coffee
curled in old sweats and a tank
and you realize:
the only person she's fooling--
the only person she wants to fool--
is her mirror.
A contest entry
- Portrait Poetry - Female by Polaja.
1400 points, ended December 19, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - prewrite contest ENTER ENTER ENTER by serenity silvermoon.
569 points, ended February 8, 100 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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PURE POETRY!
absolutely superb... it explainsEXACTLY how imfeeling beleive it or not...rough times. -
Thank you for entering my contest with this poem
this had some very well crafted imagery in it and I liked the way you had it broken into segments of a whole day
My favorite part was the "aching red" line in the first stanza - all in all I enjoyed this poem.
Keep writing
Polly

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DONATI!!!
DO-NAT-I...
OH MY GOD.
Its his about His Ex isnt it..
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no, oh my god no!!!! I knew how to spell his name, I don't like him that way....god if you'd actually read the poem right, I like the girl i am writing about...who is no one you know....he had an ex?
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this was well penned i enjyoed this very much here good luck to you in the contest i hope you snatch a treat


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thank you hun!
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