She

The girl that was is is.

Sporting a polka-dot balloon dress,
she beamed like nothing mattered but time and space.
She swirled like a dusty-white dandelion in the serene air
...humming an unfamiliar song as eyes burn her with unmindful and sardonic thoughts.
Her arms stretched all ready to welcome paradise on Earth
...as a multitude-colored ribbons of light stared with awe and wonder.
And then everything, everything that was mortal of her left
and took flight with the unwritten and ancient truths of the universe...
Mouths ceaselessly called for her name, bedazzled.
Her tear-filled eyes finally opened and grasped what was there.
She smiled a bigger smile and then, clasped a hand, sashayed with mirth...
Seventeen years after that, she is who she was.

Author's Note

Apparently, this is a prose poem. This, moreover, is very close to my spongy little heart.

Reviews

[Beccy]

Incredibly imaginative. The innocently superficial social butterfly writ large; and underneath the surface picture you paint, there is a wry observational twist that gives great depth to this really well written piece.

I can see her and all those burning eyes with their unmindful, sardonic thoughts, so very clearly.

Beccy.

[Willys Watson]

Prose poetry is still very much poetry. T.S. Eliot and Dylan Thomas knew this.

[Johanna]

I like it, didn´t understand everything but I still like it very much.. feel like understandings things in your own way is one of the perks of poetry, thankyou for sharing! :)

[Androglossia]

This is an epitome of juvenility in another person's perspective. One can mistakenly see this as censoriousness if they're not too careful.

I remember one good old chinese saying: Good people do good things, and say good things; their heart is pure, their face is pure.

I don't know how this is associated with your write but this came to mind moments after reading:) This piece however has a natural flow and I liked your choice of word.

[The Daisy]

Hm, I totally get your perspective. Thank you for this review. :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Yep, it's prose. Cute story.

[Sami Khalil]

So many good lines in this wellwritten and thought poem...:)

[SyberRose]

She swirled like a dusty-white dandelion in the serene air
a sweet read indeed...Enjoyed DE....Rose:)

[The Daisy]

Thanks, Rose.

[Paula]

As a prose poem, you may like to fill the lines to their length, as this is one of the defining characteristics of the form. (i,e: not breaking the lines at all)

None the less, it certainly does feel like a prose poem. A very lovely one.

[The Daisy]

Well, it does look like that in my notes. Thank you for the review, Paula. :)