Drop dead gorgeous
with or without make-up,
dressed to the nines or
in raggedy sweats
Brilliant, curious, well-spoken,
Writer, poet, boo-boo patcher
home maker through impeccable
A human being in every sense
in touch with her higher power.
By any eye and ear.
“You’re the sexiest thing alive!”
“Have you put on a few pounds?”
“How did I get so lucky?”
“That music is for angst-filled teens – like shooting fish in a barrel.”
“You’ve got great analytical skills.”
“I’d like to see it, but I know you’ll spoil things.”
“You’re such a hard worker.”
“My dad thinks you treat me bad.”
“My family loves you.”
“You always forget my favorite _______!”
“My brothers are jealous.”
“You’re not making any sense.”
“I love that song!”
“There are a lot of women who would treat me better.”
“You’re everything I ever dreamed of.”
“Your family comes over too much.”
“We were meant for each other.”
“Why are you wasting money on that?”
I break the mirrors
and buy a smoke eater.
but now deaf —
tapping on my keyboard.
Amaya is the host of dVerse today. Amaya says:
As we think about our own place within this complex construct of empty rhetoric and doublespeak, optical illusion and obscure motives; let us also remember most importantly, that writing poetry is a clear and simple form of rebellion against a world that is anything but clear and simple. A noble act of civil disambiguation, if you will, and I am honored to partake with you tonight, my friends. So feel free to use whichever devices you have at your disposal in whichever poetic form you choose to convey your own experience of ‘smoke and mirrors’, from maddening repetition or Lewis Carroll-esque tomfoolery to dry irony or poignant symbolism.