Meaning in mascara

Mascara streaked mornings-
last night’s graffiti
scrawled across
the well-used canvas
of my face.

If only I could translate
maybe
I would remember
words I’m sure
I’d rather forget.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. warmginger
    Oct 17, 2012 @ 11:23:29

    I LOVE your poems!

    Reply

    • Whimsy mimsy
      Oct 17, 2012 @ 11:35:56

      Thank you!! I really enjoyed reading your site too. From a ginger to the mom of one, we kinda rock 🙂

      Reply

  2. Steven S. Walsky
    Oct 17, 2012 @ 11:24:00

    Very nice!

    Reply

  3. johncoyote
    Oct 17, 2012 @ 11:39:59

    Last lines in the poem are my favorite. Would be nice forget some words spoken without too much thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.

    Reply

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