Poetic Asides November 2013 Poem-A-Day Challenge – Day 5: a “concealed and unconcealed” poem
Bright green highlights on coal black hair,
rebellion right out of a bottle,
defiant in choosing what clothes to wear,
demeanor I’d just love to throttle.
Piercings in places they ought not to be,
a random tattoo here and there,
nothing in common on which to agree.
We both breathe the same frosty air.
She fell in love with some guy called Snake,
his clothes all but falling apart.
Without help from me, she saw her mistake
when that snake in the grass broke her heart.
Under white makeup and nonchalant gloom,
the child didn’t seem that much older.
Tears in her eyes, she ran to my room
and rested her head on my shoulder.
This moment in time, she wasn’t a stranger,
a teen uncontrollably wild.
She held onto me, seeking shelter from danger.
She melted my heart and it smiled.
© Susan Schoeffield
Posted to Poetic Asides on 11/5/13 at 1:03 p.m.