Panagiota Romios Poet Etheree

The Futility of Vanity

She
Pompous
Egotist
Delusionist
Dyed hair groovy red
Nails done midnight black
Shoes, bought from the best stores
Her fat Pug's clothes ,flashy as she
Her spotless home, stands closed, clean, friendless
On the cold morgue slab she now sleeps, endless

July 23, 2019
7am PST 

Etheree 10 lines only.
Syllable count must match lines.

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Susan Jeavons August 19, 2019 at 11:00 AM Panagiota, I've known a few people like this. I enjoyed your poem. Blessings, Susan Panagiota Romios August 19, 2019 at 11:50 AM Susan...it's so sad to know someone like this! Feigning happiness and crushed inside. Your comment so appreciated, Hugs Panagiota

Richard Lamoureux July 24, 2019 at 8:30 AM I didn’t expect the ending. A sad tale. Panagiota Romios July 24, 2019 at 9:38 AM Alas, Richard. She has not met her fate, yet. But she is a real and tragic person on life's stage. Panagiota

Andrea Dietrich July 23, 2019 at 5:30 PM wow, a strong etheree. It packs a punch! Panagiota Romios July 23, 2019 at 5:57 PM Merci! All taken from real life, except she has not passed away...I could not bear living that way. The etheree is quite a disciplined form for me, that I love..... Hugs, Panagiota

Jennifer Proxenos July 23, 2019 at 12:45 PM What a miserable lonely life people like this woman must lead "on the cold slab, she now sleeps endless" a wise wonderful poem - great write panagiota. Hugs Jennifer. Panagiota Romios July 23, 2019 at 2:06 PM I do know a person like this. She is not dead, but golly, empty and lonely. Glad you liked it. Hugs, Panagiota. Appreciate WOMEN Comnenting. The men already do! Panagiota