Porcelain doll with dead stars behind closed eyelids

Her head is like cosmic stardust
Filled with the clear voice of angels

In her eyes she has stars
But they are dead long ago

Only the light still shines
Like little suns in an everlasting universe

From the green surface of Tellus she looks
Up in the dark velvet above

The symphony of life hits her with its harsh tones
The light from the stars is being put out with a wink
Like a light being blown out from sea breeze

Sleep now little porcelain doll with the painted smile
and dead stars behind closed eyelids

The symphony will take you into eternity





Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-14 at 15:43

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Sandy Hiss
I really like this write. It has a morbid, gothic feel to it which I love. Your imagery is fantastic.
2006-08-14