A shatter of glitter
Breaks over her eyes
When she looks in the mirror:
Swathes of pink
Speckled by silver circles
Matched by the anxious glittering
Of the waterfall
That is her earrings.
It's her last glance
To hold the spectre
Of herself
Until she explodes
With the other girls;
Prim and dainty.
Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 1:03 PM UTC
A shatter of glitter
Breaks over her eyes
When she looks in the mirror:
Swathes of pink
Speckled by silver circles
Matched by the anxious glittering
Of the waterfall
That is her earrings.
It's her last glance
To hold the spectre
Of herself
Until she explodes
With the other girls;
Prim and dainty.
Context: Wrote this in response to a prompt on the HelloPoetry community group chat. Please check out Caroline Shank's beautiful response as well. If you would like to join the group chat, please message me. :)
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