Beauty’s time
Spent,
A crooked mirror
Going down
An empty hall.
Putrid remembrance,
Bled away
From the
Original portraiture
In cacophonous delirium…
blogging
Rattling Chain
Blues heart,
A rattling chain,
Dragged to the
Desolate dirt
Beneath…
The Dawn’s Great Reveal
Treasured darkness,
From the climes
Of bitterness
Wrought.
Sowed displeasure,
Stewed to the
Dawn’s
Great Reveal.
Universes
Eyes glued to the
Backs of
Hidden universes,
Dredged of
Understanding.
The limitless gaze,
A leg lamp turned on,
Dusky shadows
Sweeping the room
Overhead
The car lights
Chasing nighttime
Cosmos escapades…
Rebels
Propane anger,
Diamonds on a
Furious turn.
Night mists
Fluctuating,
Split nerves
Multiplying
Along glittering
Streets.
Rebel roses,
Grave shadows
Overturned
To shifting
Movie frames.
Pieces of the
Dream land
Undone,
Swallowed
By poisonous
Fumes beckoning
The seekers
To entangle with.
Throwback Thursday
Here’s to looking back at 2011, when I wrote for a lifestyle/beauty/fashion blog called Lip Gloss Culture based out of NYC. I had just graduated from Mills College and it was a great first gig. My Mom Susan Karr, an accomplished writer and editor (Word Suite), showed me the magical Wayback Machine site where I could find prior articles I’d had published. Here are some beauty posts:
The Benefits of Aromatherapy with Rosewood Oil
Happy Thursday!
Face
Face of blue,
Coarse thorn
Behind.
Lonely
Nothing,
Dripped to
Depression.
Mean world
Chugging along,
Pretty things
Torn away.
Smoked up
In folly,
Fool’s mirror
To show
A vampire’s
Face.
Tracked down
And split,
Sod covered
Over
Wooden
Death
Embankment.
Carried along
To
Blackened
Bliss,
Moon shine
A reflector
Upon
What love
Had lain
Down.
