Pink Plastic Princess..... Poem by karen sinclair

Pink Plastic Princess.....

Rating: 4.8


There she sat, head tilted back in elegance
Pushed
By her father in her
Pink plastic chariot
Barely two years old

With golden multicultural skin
A crown of silken shiny curls
Framed her gorgeous face of regency
Style, heirs and grace

And she knew

She was fabulous
As she was whooshed past my
Car window
Off through the grey sordid concerete
As a bright cheery spot
Pushed by her proud, proud father
Gracefully
Picking her tiny
Button nose

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
just beautiful...she made me smile as she reminded me of my young mumsicle ays
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny Draper 07 July 2012

Sometimes the moments that jar us, scar us with a positive blemish, ephemeral, too soon gone without trace, where we too busy and hardened, so easily that glimpse of flared beauty replace, with life's dull and grinding haste, but here you have saved just one precious and fleeting moment that says, this all, is not just a bearable waste. 

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Simon Collins 07 July 2012

What a joy to read this observation, thanks

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Jools Lawrence 06 July 2012

Really liked this, felt so personal.

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Jools Lawrence 06 July 2012

Really liked this, felt so personal.

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Captain Cur 06 July 2012

Great ending! I have been accused of that once or twice. Not picking my button nose, but riding around in my pink stroller. I loved the poem.

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