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self portrait (01/31/09)
by Sophia GraceToday I am sun-worn pavement, blades
of grass between the cracks,
tiny green heads threatening
to spill over and cover the walk
in a thick, fragrant carpet.
Vintage teapots mis-matched, filled
with handfuls upon handfuls of wildflowers,
pollen and dust mites hanging lazily
in the afternoon sun.
A ruffled apron slung low across my hips,
pearls dripping from my neck, the faintest
hint of violet water and a hand-carved
brass key tucked away in my back pocket.
I wish I could show you this. 01/30/2009 Posted on 01/30/2009
Copyright © 2024 Sophia Grace
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/31/09 at 03:11 AM You did with clear images. Thank you. |
| Posted by Timothy Wilson on 07/20/11 at 07:13 PM vibrant and beautiful. Good work of portreying yourself you came through with brilliance. I loved it, Sophia. Good stuff hun! -timmy-
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