A Fool for Words and Flame

Little girl on the bench.
Like the sugar-coated realizations
Of nicotine and loss 
Reflection wavers in its lily-white shine.
Cigarette smoke in the air; surging life,
Take breath by breath of fumes
And honey�"
Drunken too young, her faith misplaced in false spirits
                  And high hopes,
Vines that extend toward the sky,
Gulp it down like a cascading oasis. 
Always rejection from the moon for eyes that shine too bright,
And yet to drown her in the sun;

                  A fool for words and flame,
Halts her whispers of mist into the air. She cannot
And will not; she blunders.

And here, here is where her allusions stretch deeper, 
Little girl on the bench who sees no shame,

No harm in lyrics and prose that
Fog up the mirrors and promises.

Pours her heart onto a park bench in the sidelines.

Reviews

[G!o]

Very beautiful and strong imagery i have found in this piece that's lovely written. I really don't know the exact words to use but this is a majestic band of words marching emotion. You've really tackled the darkness that exists in the little girl very well and i love how you have used the external environment to influence the storm in her. This is real and it's like i could feel it and that's why i am having this to my Favorite Shelf.

[Annie N.]

Thank you so much for this review. It really means a lot to hear that you liked it and that you are adding it onto your Shelf. Thank you!

[~]

This is saddening, a girl who has grown up too fast, and now must resign herself to the bench, forced to watch as everything passes by. So now, she writes. Perhaps, I could say, I see a bit of myself in this. This is very touching to me personally. Thank you for sharing this.

[Annie N.]

Thank you! I'm glad you found something in this poem. Thank you for your lovely review!

[~]

You are so welcome :)

[The Refined Poet]

wow... nicely written. descriptive, draws the reader.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful description took me to the park bench. Sometime good to sit and ponder life. I like the thoughts in the poem and how you ended the poem.
"No harm in lyrics and prose that
Fog up the mirrors and promises."
Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Eddie Gao]

:) Told you it would be better if it was completed! Love the two final stanzas.