Wednesday, November 29, 2006

A pretty girl

a tragic smile decorates
her otherwise
pretty face

a pretty girl
she could have been
could have been...

But knowledge slit her like a sword

open, end to end

and all her heat grew cold, so cold
and yet......


except for the
telling smile

she shows the world

she could have been.... a pretty girl


Master swaV said...

i really like this the flow and the indepth emotion is very crisp

writerwoman said...

Thank you, master swav! It's so sweet of you to stop by and leave a comment.


Master swaV said...

You are very welcome it was even more sweet to be able to read such a wonderful work. God protect

Anonymous said...

i knew her once..
there is then a certain sadness that they hide well in their womanly wisdom..

beautiful poem my friend.. i have been elsewhere lately, thanks for looking in on me..

RomanceWriter said...

Hey Crimsonflaw!

I am glad I finally took the time to follow the link to your other blog. I was so caught up in NaNoWriMo that I got behind in leaving comments on blogs. Anyway, that is over now. So hopefully I can stop by and indulge in your poetry some more soon.


Anonymous said...

I love this poem because it is the truth. The whole idea of the female revolution, equal rights, everything...its captured in just a few lines. I find so often that smart women are looked over while physicality is all one sees. Alas, the world will never change.