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Roots Before Branches

She danced inside a glass box
had huge round pearl eyes
and crimson red lips
her eyes masked by the
heavy mascara she wore.
Two black triangles
lining her bottom lashes
and on her cheeks were lines
of circus clown teardrops.
She wore tattered orange rags
stripped strawberry and white socks
with purple ribbons
in her dirty hair.


Maybe she was a saint.


He sat on the corner
of the cement pavement,
and let raindrops trace contours
down his youthful face.
In his hands was a brown
worn-out schoolbag
and on his back
were scars
and scars
and scars.
He was clothed
in layers of black
and his sad hazel eyes
shone under the streetlights.


Maybe he was beautiful once.


She wrapped her arms
around the other girl
-what was her name again?
and let a sigh pass through her lips.
Her ribs were a satisfied ache
and in her stomach
was a sloshing nausea.
Strange.
Her body was bare.
she felt like ivory,
cold, invaluable and exposed


Maybe she didn’t know love.




Author notes

Ap name "Yotta

... It's not always what it seems to be.

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Comments

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  • ajocean silver member
    May 16
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    beautiful

  • This is a good write, I enjoyed it very much. I like the way it has two sides to it a male and female.. Thanks for entering my contest.


  • trekkergirl
    April 13

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    once again this is a wonderful write. Congrats on the Gold trophy you definitely deserved it. Thanks for placing this in our reading list.

  • trekkergirl
    April 12
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    wow congrats on the Gold trophy. I really do like this one. I like the way you first described the person you were talking about... then added that maybe they were a dancer, or beautiful something. This is definitely a very creative... very good write. Thanks for sharing this with us.

  • Very unique and mesmerizing piece. Sad, but beautiful imageries. Well penned.

  • trekkergirl
    March 28
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    wow this is an intersting write that you have here. I really loved the way you described the different people and in the end... you gave them things to either be or not to be. Great job. I liked this one.

  • This is one of the best poems I have come across on AP. The flow and imagery are wonderful. It makes you pause and think and feel alive. Well done.


  • pinkink
    February 19

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    This is simply beautiful, I love your descriptions and the way you painted this "Her body was bare.
    she felt like ivory,
    cold, invaluable and exposed"
    Gave me goosebumps. Thank you.
    - Pink


  • Viyanna Rosemarie silver member
    February 18

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    this is truly fantastic!!! i was browsing through contests to see what is out there and came across this. i am very glad that i did. thank you for sharing this with me. i wish you well in this contest that you have entered. viyanna rosemarie


  • Aureus
    January 15

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    Stupendous

    Wow... this was amazing. Beautiful. Astounding. I have no words for it... and you say my work is good? No need to compare. I couldn't write a poem like this if I wanted to, I don't think it's my style, but it's surely yours. <3


  • cheeku
    January 2
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    wow this is amazing I'm speechless, very well done!


  • The Jade Tiger
    January 1

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    Wonderful

    I gotta love it. I can relate because I've learned to look inside the opaque bottle before I take a drink, you know what I mean? The title matches and the story backs it up like titanium. Good Work! =))


  • stargazer.
    December 29, 2008

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    Brilliant

    I love the way you write your imagery, everything about it is beautiful.
    I love the way you took the title this is an amazing write and the form is different but it flows.
    *goes off to add you to favorites*


    • YOtta
      December 29, 2008

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      With the same conception, I’ve written more, scrambled thoughts of what the naked eyes sees and judges... if you were to stop and look beyond it all, you’ll see the beauty of every single thing and appreciate it. In the future I’ll add to it, I was just afraid I’d go over 80 lines!

      Thank you for your very kind feedback! It’s what keeps me going, this title really stood out for me out of the 75 that you wrote; I instantly connected with it on a very personal note.

      Inspiring concept for a contest! =)


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