Half bred
She wears her white lace dress
like a novitiate
wears her first habit,
but her eyes proclaim
she was born in a trailer park -
fringe element, ill-starred,
under a half moon.
like a novitiate
wears her first habit,
but her eyes proclaim
she was born in a trailer park -
fringe element, ill-starred,
under a half moon.
posted by burning moon at 4:39 PM
2 Comments:
wow, really like this one Moon
ill-starred , what an amazing descriptive
a friend of my son's posted her photo on FB and it prompted this poem.
she does seem a rather ill-starred young lady unfortunately. Life certainlt hasn't smiled on her much so far.
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