Thursday, 27 December 2012

Day Twenty Seven: 'Doll' by Jenn Hart

Abandoned now, by teenage revolt
Curls danced around her placid face,
Empty rose lips tarnished and worn.
Dusty flakes lay thick 
Over gingham folds; slowly saturated.
Eye lashes weighed with time's dirt.

Bright pools, stare on
Never aged. Sat politely beside
Broken Jack and his box.
To be glanced at briefly by a passer by,
Who's interest is to only leave behind
Another memory.

Jenn Hart

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