You Knew Her Once

You Knew Her Once

A Poem by icelandicblue
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Really, I've got nothing but here it is anyway.

"
She wore this place well,
her vanity draped strategically
across one soft-milky shoulder.

The stiletto heels of her Louboutins
sharp enough to pierce confidence
and hearts with equal aplomb.

Should you catch her eye
make yourself small
or she'll make you smaller

than you thought possible,
the tinier she could make you
the greater the fun she'd have.

You've seen her you know,
heard her lyrical laugh floating
effortlessly drawing rapt male attention

and female daggers too weak
to even nick her wicked aura
of self proclaimed conceit

that she worshiped each day
before a gilt mirror leaving
lipstick marks after each visit.

Saucy, shrewd and stylish
her belief in herself was
simply a pandemic of illusion,

that would fade over time
and she would be forgotten
except in her old films

that she would watch
over and over in the dark
through the lens of a bottle

crushed by the weight of an ego
too large for such a slip of a girl.
She was beauty's greatest gaffe.






© 2013 icelandicblue


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Sadly, so many women have lived this life on the screen of everyday life. I'm reminded of a woman, now passed away, and our brief conversation with one another many years ago.

She didn't look as if she felt well so I asked her "Are you okay?"

"No," she responded.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm getting old," she said.

"We're all getting old," I responded.

"No, I mean, I'm getting really old."

She was a blonde-haired, blue eyed beauty, always a housewife, a sun-worshipper, and her whole life revolved around her looks. With the passage of time, gray hair, wrinkled sin, and age, her looks were fading. Unfortunately, she came from a time when few women worked outside of the home; and her looks literally were everything. Without her youth and her beauty, she literally felt as if she had no value in this world. This is what society continues to do to women today.

It's a shame really.

Yes. I knew her once. One day, I'll be saying the same about my younger self.

Nice job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

That is such a sad story but not an uncommon one in a culture where beauty is everything until it is.. read more



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crushed by the weight of an ego
too large for such a slip of a girl.
She was beauty's greatest gaffe

A little sunset boulevard. Very nice.

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

So true, Sunset Boulevard indeed. Thanks so much.
Sadly, so many women have lived this life on the screen of everyday life. I'm reminded of a woman, now passed away, and our brief conversation with one another many years ago.

She didn't look as if she felt well so I asked her "Are you okay?"

"No," she responded.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I'm getting old," she said.

"We're all getting old," I responded.

"No, I mean, I'm getting really old."

She was a blonde-haired, blue eyed beauty, always a housewife, a sun-worshipper, and her whole life revolved around her looks. With the passage of time, gray hair, wrinkled sin, and age, her looks were fading. Unfortunately, she came from a time when few women worked outside of the home; and her looks literally were everything. Without her youth and her beauty, she literally felt as if she had no value in this world. This is what society continues to do to women today.

It's a shame really.

Yes. I knew her once. One day, I'll be saying the same about my younger self.

Nice job.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

That is such a sad story but not an uncommon one in a culture where beauty is everything until it is.. read more
the whole poem is amazing and right on target but what really got me and just would not let go were those first few lines. Not sure why but they set the hook so well for the rest of the poem. The melancholy wasn't lost on me - but that first stanza. That's my favorite.

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

Thanks Tammy- It was that first line that was the inspiration for the entire piece.
Talk about painting a portrait! Your language here is as beautiful as the lethal weapon described, though with far more substance beneath its wicked exterior. The ice-queen, the soul-sucker, the licentious vampiress: you've described this style of woman her fleeting, flickering existence perfectly. Every single stanza in this is utterly brilliant, but I'll make mention of the line "sharp enough to pierce confidence and hearts with equal aplomb." because that just resounded so powerfully as I read it. Marvelous! :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

I enjoy your language as well. Thanks so very much Matt!
Hmmm....sounds like one of the great actresses of black and white films!! Not sure which you had in mind though. There will always be that woman who is worshipped and believes she is above us all. Those women tend to have little real happiness and end up alone with nothing but their quickly fading beauty to keep them company. Sad...

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

It is sad, ego can be deadly giving beauty a false sense of endurance. I've always found that beauti.. read more
redflutterby

10 Years Ago

And I agree...the most beautiful woman in the world will appear ugly if her personality and ego are .. read more
"than you thought possible,
the tinier she could make you
the greater the fun she'd have." I am completely drawn to this type of confidence in a woman! Great write, I really enjoyed this! Didn't see that ending coming either.

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

I love your reviews. You always make me feel that I've created something worthwhile. Thank you so mu.. read more
Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)

10 Years Ago

Your write are always worthwhile. You write at a level I wish to attain myself someday. Its nothing .. read more
Most Diva's are crushed by the weight of their egos.. This a powerful and emotion pack poem.. Well done..xo

Posted 10 Years Ago


icelandicblue

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much Lily. I appreciate it.

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