The Harlot

Mid Uzi shots from vacant lots, which strike and ricochet

a painted girl with flaxen curl (named Wendy)’s on her way

to tantalise with half-clad thighs, to trick again today;

and indiscreet along the street she gives her pride away

to any guy who’s passing by with time and cash to pay.

In concert halls, beyond the sprawls 'round shabby cabarets,

unjaded thoughts of Camelot imbue divine ballets.

Reviews

[Leon C]

Good work,

Nice rhythm and patterns, interesting word selection and the images created are really cool.

Top job

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Leon...
Glad you liked... much appreciated!!

[Valentine]

A very nice rhyming scheme. A sad topic to write about. Valentine

[Terry O'Leary]

Thankyou, Valentine... yes, very sad... :-((

[andrew mitchell]

The rhyme and flow worked on a girl in unfortunate circumstances maybe her own fault and expressed in a somewhat delightful way lol.

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Andrew... much appreciated!!

[R Smith]

Fascinating writing Terry, it is sad but beautiful because of your style of writing, the theme is kinda seedy with hope and unfulfilled desire if that makes sense, I see young girls driven by a search for fame that has somehow dragged them down a dark road and sold their dreams for hopeless abandonment, just lost in a world of lust that's paid for. Gee! sounds like i know what i'm talking about huh! lol, Great work my friend you have a lot of talent :)

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you Richard...
A beautiful read of my work!
Much appreciated!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice use of words. You made me want to know more. You gave a taste of a story. Always a pleasure to read your words. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Terry O'Leary]

Thank you, Coyote...
for reading and for your kind words...

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.