Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Three Word Wednesday

Between Two Worlds

She wanted to stress her youth
with the teal bow sitting pretty in her hair.
The languid fingertips holding a
piece of fruit, without a seeming
care in the world.

Yet, she took a slow,
deliberate bite of the juicy pear.
Nectar running down her slight fingertips,
which really weren't that indifferent, after all.

Her burning eyes on the
hazy figure in front of her.
Realizing that her youth and ripe maturity
would run a parallel course for only
so long.


~3WW
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11 comments:

  1. Old EggFebruary 23, 2011 at 4:51 PM

    I don't know how old she is but that teal bow may make her a laughing stock before too long! She is certainly game.

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  2. Sheilagh LeeFebruary 23, 2011 at 8:25 PM

    sheilagh lee said:this says so much bravo great work

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  3. shailFebruary 24, 2011 at 2:55 AM

    Only for so long.. yes.
    Nicely done :)

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  4. AltonianFebruary 24, 2011 at 5:44 AM

    The little vamp. She mustn't wait too long before action.

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  5. Jae RoseFebruary 24, 2011 at 6:36 AM

    Youth and the power of seduction rots like fruit in a bowl..a wonderful piece..Jae

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  6. Ramesh SoodFebruary 24, 2011 at 7:26 AM

    Wow.. great write..this!!!

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  7. mrs mediocrityFebruary 24, 2011 at 11:43 AM

    made me smile and made me a little sad, which makes it a perfect poem.

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  8. ms pieFebruary 24, 2011 at 4:40 PM

    oh my how delightfully told the story of the inevitable

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  9. rallentandaFebruary 25, 2011 at 8:03 PM

    Fear not, a good vintage red will always be in demand!

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  10. JeffFebruary 26, 2011 at 5:49 AM

    One of the best poems this week, I think. Beautiful, haunting--the last stanza, especially, is perfect.

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  11. KimberlyFebruary 26, 2011 at 9:22 AM

    thank you, nico, for your kind words:)

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