Day 128 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day pert meaning: "characterised by a lightly exuberant quality."
First Love
And the girl was pert and she danced and she giggled
And she met him the boy
Unlike the others
She saw him and cheekiness
Became her and overcame her
He chided her with false promises
The meadow of dreams was made
The possibilities soared through their brains like fires burning
The girl who was pert is ugly without curiosity and unknowing
She cannot unsee she cannot
Undo what has been played upon her
Stolen words enchanted scenes
Amazing sights and sounds
The blurring of light and sound and sense
Her old colours seen illusory
She wants to grow petals of bright purple and plant her feet bury herself into the ground and bloom into something beautiful her soul
Dissolving back into the earth
To be content to be nibbled on from time to time be bees
Those stolen joys
Those words caught in the throat
Those ideas of destiny and hope and love
All dashed and there she is
Broken
Jaded.
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