Okay, does this bikini make sense to you? I mean, aren't bikini's meant for hot summer weather? So why then does this one have snowflakes on it? They look like snowflakes don't they? Whatever, I guess!
I've been lovin' findin' poetry to go along with each of my posts and the one below really hit me hard. I think a lot of people feel this way so it's good to get it out there. Just remember, there's no such thing as curses, so just change your behavior and your life will change!
Cursed
I was just a little gregarious girl
wearing a lime green bikini
with a tiny red apple
appliqued on the top
splashing
in the plastic kiddie pool
covered in cartoon fish
Drops of cool water
I flung up in the air
reflecting the summer sunshine
falling
over me as if I were being showered
in sparkling diamonds
I climbed out of the water
grabbing my compact mirror
in the sky blue case
shaped like a seashell
a mermaid with blond hair
like mine painted on it
I had bought at the thrift store
with a quarter I’d found in the parking lot
I carried it everywhere I went
I had sat it on top of my tattered towel
I don’t recall what I had planned
to do with it
It slipped from my grip
onto the old cracked pavement of the patio
shattering
sharp shards of glass
shimmering in the sun
Seven years bad luck my mother said
Seven years that stretched
into ten, twenty, thirty
close to forty now
Can anyone see me?
Can someone free me from this
curse?
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