pathetic.org :: Paisley Girl by Jane E Pearce

Paisley Girl

They ignore me now

for I am passe

with old fashioned lines,

and misplaced darts-

out of sight,out of mind,

though once admired,

I hang in the closet, confined.

so,

fold me away gently,

with my pleats sharp,

and the paisley pattern true,

with a leaf of tissue spread

to let the colors through-

reds and golds entwined around

in unending swirl, to dance

among the stars- home

for a paisley girl.

06/15/2004

Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 06/16/04 at 04:21 AM

Very well done Jane.....Charlie

Posted by Kimberly Bare on 02/26/05 at 07:42 PM

The melancholy and memories combine to make this a wonderful peak into your closet! Thanks for sharing :)

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