The Friday Five from Poefusion: string mural kempt dilated vinegar
she was hanging by a string
the world around her appeared kempt
yet the mural of her life
depicted an entirely different picture
her eyes dilated, red and tear stained
as the effects of her drink wore off
now she lies in her own sick
smells of vinegar, tastes the rain
will they find her before
it's too late to save her from herself.
5 comments:
Nicely done - I find it tough to use the prompt words on occasion. You did a fine job with them!
I have to know, were they able to find her before it was to late? You've done a very nice job with these words.
Welcome to Poefusion. Hope to see you again soon. Have a nice night, what's left.
i too found a sad ill kempt character in the words this week... very nice poem... it really hits home for me this week.....
thanks, the jury's still out on whether or not it was too late.
great poem... as tumble sed earlier this was a hard challenging prompt this week...
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