Yoohoo... I'm back!
This latest offering has been rattling around in my head since November. It started out as lines 5 & 6 and remained that way until today. Not frustrating in the slightest! Enjoy :)
Synthetic synthesis
Fibre-optic strands of blonde,
ribbon tied and helix-long,
dust-pink cheeks of innocence,
and velveteen unease.
Whispers unconditional,
of love, and sugared vitriol,
with petals blue, her blood runs cold;
and smile contrived; diseased.
Cardice stem of shattered green,
on scattered silk looks so obscene,
a reflection’s rarely what it seems:
my perfect English Rose.
(c) Copyright Jane Edwards 2011
1 comment:
hey long time no hear!I like this as it is double edged and suprise suprise it reminds me of a song,I cant think why but apart from the obvious final line it doesnt have much connection,see what you think
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeEwCPuAm_M&feature=related
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