Here's hoping y'all have a fun Friday everyone, go have yourselves a wild time. :)
Faded beauty splintered, exposed, in the silver
slivered glass fallen dirty to the floor. Pearls of
broken promise run in concentric circles ever
around a love begged Utopia, never found.
The past mistaken for the present
a parade of faces, places and memories
masked by doubt; grasp a half mast future
at the last gasp.
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If you've written 55 words, no more no less, drop
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pay you a visit.
Love,
Sad state of affairs this. Put all of her effort into The Look, and now that it's gone she's got nothing left. Can't hold on, can't let go. What a shame.
ReplyDeleteSadly, the modern world has become infatuated by looks.
ReplyDeleteThere's deep thought in this.
What an awful condition to live in. She should let go and move on.
ReplyDeleteHmm..I'm sure there are a bunch of old guys who will take what they can get.
ReplyDeleteOopps,that is not politically correct.
Ya know...Beauty comes from within.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately not everyone thinks that way.
I loved this Eaton...
You my Dear...Are quite a talent.
Thanks for sharing...
Have a Great Week-End yourself
What a beautiful piece to read aloud--there's real music in it, as well as much to linger over. A marvelous 55!
ReplyDeleteI like this one and the photo. Gosh, we really watch it all around us..I think you've captured this & the outcome well Eaton-
ReplyDeleteAfter reading the comments I went back and read it out loud. It does read very well.
ReplyDeleteGreat 55
This reminds me of Sylvia Plath's "the mirror!
ReplyDeleteVery well written piece!
Beauty only fades when love begs for Utopian realizations. Understanding that the Utopia is here and now carries the beauty ever forward and upward.
ReplyDeletexoxoxoxo
ReplyDeleteExcellently written 55 - It flowed beautifully. :)
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