Michelle Claus

Emmalene - Poem by Michelle Claus

(Dedicated to free-spirited girls Everywhere)

Along purls a girl named Emmalene
with her toes afloating in-between.

Her heels are light, so feathery;
her head in the clouds, so weathery.

At breakfast, she donns a fairy dress;
by supper she sports a quirky mess

of spots and stains – a Pollock painting.
Emmalene is none too dainty.

She brushes her hair in the front, but the back
resembles a tattered sack.

Her sock on the left doesn’t mirror the right.
It’s Opposite Day, every morning and night.

And right about noon we can hear her croon
a whimsical verse, a bit out of tune.

On each of her thumbs, she twirls a purse,
and in every thought, a universe.

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Topic(s) of this poem: girl

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 7, 2015

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