She

honey brown skin warm, soft black angel hair long, lovely now lusterless with dead doll eyes and skin like parchment cold, colorless her deep red lips now unable to utter a single beautiful noise a perfect, silent motionless sculpture until time turns to dust her pretty little eyes

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 5/9/2016 10:38:00 PM

JOaNN, you have a great way of expressing yourself through your poems... ~LINDA~

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 2/9/2011 12:16:00 PM

Welcome to PoetrySoup JoAnn. I know this is a late welcome but, I have some very pressing matters going on at the present time. I hope to be back and at full speed in the next couple of weeks. Until then please keep writing and sharing your poetry. Love, Carol

Stephen Parker

Date: 2/8/2011 2:46:00 PM

This tribute to the deceased is an Elegy. A nice, descriptive poem illuminating the artificial, ephemeral beauty of a still life, dead body. It is so oxymoronic, yet the temporal dressing of the dead body gives it some aesthetic appeal. You did misspell lusterless! A worthy, thought-provoking poem that should have been consumed by the members of the club.