Patchwork Girl~

~ smile~

when the girl first came to him

she was a patchwork quilt

of discarded gems

broken heroes dripping off her fingertips

a little bit tarnished

a little bit famished

plum lips

pursed

diamond back edged by the framework of wings

she said

“Teach me detachment. My chakras are aligned for nirvana. Enlighten me.

she was certainly a piece of work

 

each day he took his quill

dipped it into the sun

and drew a feather for her sad wings

each night he asked the moon for a piece of chalk

and outlined her soul against the velvet sky

 

when the girl left him

she was a patchwork quilt

of iridescent peacock feathers

stars dripping from the corners of her eyes

a little bit shiny

a little bit reflective

plum lips

pursed for a kiss

wings spread like a bough above them both

she said

“Thank you for teaching me attachment. My chakras are alive in the jewel in the lotus. Nirvana.”

she was certainly a piece of work

 

 

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is wonderful. Your words create a beautiful tale. I like the feel of the old ways. Each line adding to a excellent story.
"a little bit tarnished
a little bit famished
plum lips
pursed"
Thank you for the story.
Coyote

[Ed Hart]

she certainly is a piece of work

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

That last line kinda blew my mind for I was not expecting that ending..It says to me that she was involved with someone who was like a controller who messed her totally up...Glad that I chose this one to read today...Sunflower

[My Fair Lady]

Amazing how a little love and care can go so far in the needing soul. This is a lovely work.

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spectacular..that was divine..your words drip like honey of the tongue! That was simply stunning...

[Dream Weaver]

Beautiful...is all I got :)

[Robin]

poetry felt ~