perfectionist

she tried to keep her appearance
flawless and smooth like a shiny
new Ferrari, but something
would always wrinkle her lines
like fingerprints left behind
on clean windows, she could
never achieve perfection

- Written for Twiglets #233 - like fingerprints

shadows vanish

I look over my shoulder
trying to find that eerie sound
all I see is shadows vanishing
into the blackness of night

- Written for Twiglet#232 - shadows vanish

smudges

I remember back when
my mom would wear makeup
I barely wear lipstick
leaving imprints on glasses
 
as a child I finger painted
in school with colorful hues
smudged across construction paper
 
now I paint words across pages
still smudging lines here and there

- Written for dVerse Quadrille #130

cannot hold me back

they try to place me in pretty boxes
place shackles of steel on my wrists
but no rope can hold me back
from transforming into a butterfly

- Written for Twiglets #230 - no rope