I'm only blonde sometimes.

Friday night and

high heels tempt,

nails red as blood,

lip gloss outshines 

the setting sun;

a practised look, 

hair falling, 

ingenue.

Sunday in the park,

we walk, he asks 

and I explain the world.

He smiles, then nods,

a small hand curls so

softly into mine;

an artless look

untainted by the

march of time.

Reviews

[roarke]

Yeah, all that. At some point, the temptation of "friday night" breaks as mist, showing it's ephemeral quality and that Sunday in the park becomes Atlas holding up the dome of the universe. Nice contrast here.

[NoelHC]

We do live different lives in the faces we present to the world. I have the strong feeling that you prefer the world in the second verse, with your young son.
Well written, short, yet managing to express so much in so few words.

[Coyote Poetry]

I was left with a good vision by the description in the poem. You took me to the description of heels and lip gloss to pleasure conversation. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[ANM]

Mum to one and beauty to many... Friday night and Sunday morning as different as now and then! Enjoyed this poem very intriguing and well crafted.

[Beccy]

Thanks h d e. So true, we cannot escape our destiny, sometimes though, it's good to indulge a little.

Beccy.

[h d e rushin]

On weekends I go to a bar here in Detroit where all the men dress as women. One, Ms. Angie,
a very large (and tall) blond always sips a cocktail from a martini glass and in a most
laconic tone, tells me of how her feet hurt. Was it not Copernicus, after shaping his model
of the universe, that proclaimed that "time changes space"/? The overriding theme of this
poem, as it ended, is that whatever happens between our bodies (physical) there is an
unwritten rule that governs futures..A rule that you cant be charted or written down.

wonderful effort Ms Beccy,
dana

[Beccy]

Navy mascara Neville. You must have been at a vicars and tarts party! -:)

[Neville]

Simply lovely Beccy... I've been there done that... I don't mean high heels, painted nails and lip gloss, I do mean the other stuff though, honest. Okay, I did go through a navy mascara phase about .... years ago.. Neville

[Frieda P]

This one touched my mommy heart...gotta love their innocence.

[Dean]

the naivety of youth is appealing, and the implication of irony in "the march of time" is clear. Sophistication does that to us, doesn't it? Your concluding line used to be one to admire. Not so much anymore.