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she frowned. it was a molded emotion. like all the others.
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swiftly she tossed her hair, down then back up, returning to her original auricomous shade. straight and saucy bleeding into the brunette ashes; like varnished coffee stains.
Author notes
Prompt:
I’ve spent so long in the darkness,
I’ve almost forgotten how beautiful the light is.
-Tim Burton's "The Corpse Bride"
Blond girl, dyes her hair brown. She then steps into a world like the Stepford wives. Everyone the same, in the case the same hair color. Then she dips her hair and back she goes, blondie again. But then remains of the dusty brown still linger.
Trying something new, so in this case "darkness" is brown hair.
"Light" is blond hair.
Hope you like it (:
NOTE: 16 lines because of all the spaces
A contest entry
- my sunday ritual is a Quickie. by Not-The-Sun.
525 points, ended November 9, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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wow
so deepazing...you make something so simple compilcated with beauty and passion...this is very well written...and im glad to read something so nice...great job
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wow, I really like this...alot. It was very beautiful and the syntax made me smile


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This is really beautiful. I loved the imagery and the emotions you conveyed. Fantastic job and keep the pieces coming.


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This is fascinating.
straight and saucy bleeding into the brunette ashes; like varnished coffee stains.
- I adore the imagery in this line, especially the brunette ashes.
♥
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having been kissed by the sun.
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she frowned. it was a molded emotion. like all the others.
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swiftly she tossed her hair, down then back up, returning to her original auricomous shade. straight and saucy bleeding into the brunette ashes; like varnished coffee stains.
love this part the most; the single line in the middle is fascinating. and the other parts are just filled with beauty
thanks for entering : )




