Kathryn Garner

Rookie (May 10,1991)

Dressup - Poem by Kathryn Garner

looking in the full sized mirror
that still fits to my size
then the fabrication of myself is so much nearer
and decieving
when my appearance is all lies

the little girl who loved to play dressup
in the things shell never be
the little girl who never grew up
matured for the worse to me

mummys pearls. and red lipstick
dwelling back it makes me sick
failure has a little girls mature face
with a charcoal soul to replace
those innocent eyes in her mummys dress
making up her fantasy, before the rest
of her life came crashing down

the little girl that dressed up like mummy
and sat waiting for prince charming
that silly [[pathetic]] fairy tale
that day by day began to fail

first she was a little mermaid
swimming around a party of life
and made to wait
till she got her legs to live

cinderella came and went
with the abandoned presence
her eyes sent
upon her passing adorations
gone by

then Bell who saw past
the beasts ghastly mask
believing that love would always last
once a spark burned on
then those times were gone

still caught in the mirror
looking at that reflection
and the played up shell so much nearer
since first conception

spent playing dressup for a lifetime
trying to hide what i can really label as myself

Comments about Dressup by Kathryn Garner

  • Soulful HeartSoulful Heart (11/30/2014 9:00:00 PM)

    the charcoal soul indeed depicts the darkness of maturity an the mirror shows depleting innocence etched on the once cinderella....... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 26, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 2, 2011

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