would you trust anachronistic revitalization by youthful tastelessness ?
underline your forgotten manipulability
in ripped knitwork or
delineate godlike bedding from nympho childlessness ;
paralyze and mummify our preteenager psychopathy
with predetermined celiocentesis .
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 13–19, 2026)
sultry days, Summer sun
budding breasts, bikini
a pre-teen flower blooms
tan skin, baby oil shine
misty water beading
making sweet rainbow dreams
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Precious
Unfortunately
Preteens
Preconceived
Youthful
Love
Only
Verifies
Esteem
I want a bra said the preteen robin.
But why asked her mother. Her name was Dobbin.
Because they are pretty, I see them on TV.
This is how ineffective advertising can be.
They are confining. How could you fly?
Why do you want a bra, why, honey, why?
They are lacy and pretty. I want one in pink.
Said the preteen robin, not caring to think.
So, her mother took her to the shop and got her fitted.
Her bra was made especially, with lace, fully slitted.
The rest of the preteen robins began to moan and preen.
They wanted their own bras, because they were all preteen.
Changes
In a world filled with changes each and every day
I feel like I'm judged for what I do and say
I remember back to barbies and play days in the park
When i didn’t worry about other peoples remarks.
But looking in the mirror I see to my surprise,
A completely different person staring deep into my eyes.
The care free little child I saw at four and five,
Has now become a preteen learning to survive.
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