Saturday, February 16, 2013

Plastique


She keeps her freaks
tongue-in-cheek
by cheeky grin.

I listen,
not listening, again.

I am no novice, as may seem,
to pretty words in stunning hue
even if the eyes of which
are broken-marble blue.

There are no true heartbeats
in her Smashbox made up sheen,
and pseudo-Fendi bag of
tricks

when all she wants
is you.

And you,
and you,
and you.


Copyright © 2013 Jennifer Wagner

14 comments:

  1. Jennifer, this is brilliantly written, pointing out truth beneath its sheen...I esp. love this,

    ' I am no novice, as may seem,
    to pretty words in stunning hue
    even if the eyes of which
    are broken-marble blue.'

    and the ending. wow!

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  2. I listen
    not listening again.
    So true. I've done this and you're so right that it's all about what they really want. Lovely poem for parents everywhere :-)

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    1. Thanks David! I wasn't thinking of the parental angle at the time, but what a great point. I do hope I am teaching my kids how not to get lured...

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  3. I think I know this person...and yes, it is a good parenting poem.

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  4. There is not a word of this that didn't utterly delight me.

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  5. I, too, believe I've met this woman. I had to google "Fendi" as in "pseudo-Fendi bag of tricks" and as I suspected they are an upscale handbag manufacturer. Very clever.

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  6. Such a well crafted piece--and I agree--so delightful. Perhaps what struck me most is that I was really drawn to your rhyme scheme--Normally, I find rhyming poetry to be stilted--This is just wonderful!!

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    1. I don't typically do a lot of rhyming in my poetry, but every now and then it just fits. I'm glad you liked it Audrey, thanks for commenting!

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  7. Oh I love the way you did that last stanza...

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