Golden fortune cookie... by Wolf Mistress at All poetry

it’s obvious
you’re a fortune hunter

that only wants to gain
the head price

being me..
a little princess
covered in red silk
with golden leaves

but miscalculating
after peeling my heart
slowly, bit by bit
I didn’t loose as much
as you wanted it too…

because where I come from
the one who gets
the fortune cookies
fears no pain
only reads hope
as for the second line
on the paper
always blooms like a
golden lotus flower…

Author notes

My prompt: "another person's poem" and I had a real hard time figuring out where it would end.....I think I just ran out of fortune cookies.....

Chinatown, 1873

by, May Fell

On the night avenue
I am a brag
in my red dress: I dare you.
My small feet, pointed breasts.
The look in men's eyes.
Coin blossoms in their palms.
Under their touch
I am stone, I refuse
to bloom.

For this I was stolen
from sleep, a girl
sold away from all flowers.
My mother cried, my father
counted money.

The sky dark.
In my sleep the stars
gutter down.
Lotus flowers
on a pond, wax petals.
My face
floats on the water
where it has fallen.

A contest entry

and so... by Randomly Beautiful. 400 points, ended August 23, 14 entries
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dillpickle62
October 12
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Last four
last four lines. "as for/ lotus flower..." really beautiful
Poetic Tasha
September 6

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very well done hun
tells a story very nicely - keeps the reader reading

Tasha
Vernal Bloom
August 26

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"as for the second line/on the paper/always blooms like a/golden lotus flower…
WOW, I smelled here beauty! What a hopeful write. I'm so glad you are thinking that positively.
for sharing your thoughts with us

~Massy~
Ethereal One
August 25

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excellent expression
Your words bring the reader into the sad world where men sell women just to make money from them selling their bodies. When money is a person's God, they are very evil, cold, and selfish.

Great job using the prompt!

Good luck in this contest!!

Jeannette
Randomly Beautiful
August 23

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Nice take on the prompt. Thank you for the entry.
wattle
August 21

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From the heart, with passion and love from someone who knows what it's all about. ----- Thank you.
Beating
August 18

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Oh, I really like it, don't think you've lost direction at all! So much truth, and so many things are there to set the reader into much thought. I really liked it, and the wording was perfect!
DaWildChild
August 18

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Flows beautifully with a powerful imagery and a very well written piece, good discription in stanza one buit the interest in the whole piece perfectly well, i really did enjoy reading this one, thanks for sharing and good luck.
Ephiphany
August 17

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Wow....
I've never read anything as in depth as you have penned this sis.
I really liked the flow and persona of this piece.
The only thing I would change is the word 'leaf' to leaves
Other than that...this is well.

No worries

-Ephiphany
Randomly Beautiful
August 13
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Chinatown, 1873

by, May Fell

On the night avenue
I am a brag
in my red dress: I dare you.
My small feet, pointed breasts.
The look in men's eyes.
Coin blossoms in their palms.
Under their touch
I am stone, I refuse
to bloom.

For this I was stolen
from sleep, a girl
sold away from all flowers.
My mother cried, my father
counted money.

The sky dark.
In my sleep the stars
gutter down.
Lotus flowers
on a pond, wax petals.
My face
floats on the water
where it has fallen.