She's peppermint pink like seaside rock a hot sugar boiler as sickly sweet as fast junk food as thick white icing on the Christmas cake arm candy, eye candy beauty in confection her heroin looks hook all you sucrose addicts acid droppers horse dopers chic carved cheeks chopped blonde locks a glutton for your glances honeyed looks from strangers and those she bestows when the appeal of candied peel wears thin as sugar-coating peppermint pink like seaside rock her name remains right down to the last sticky bite
A candid confection of all the nuances of Candy for Sanaa’s Poetics prompt
Love those chic carved cheeks! This is such a stunning, stunning rendition, Laura 😀 Thank you so much for adding your voice to the prompt 💝💝
thank you Sanaa – especially as was unsure I had understood the prompt correctly
She sounds like she is doing the best she can with her looks… love the way you repeat and hammer in what you see, and I think I can almost see all the darkness she carries inside. It made me think of this line:
And I don’t like these drugs that keep you thin
I don’t like what happened to my sister
From
one of my favourite songs of his
Those heroin looks….this poem has a superb rhythm…somehow I see it as a Stranglers type song, urgently sung, with guitar, organ and drum..or perhaps even sung by Iggy Pop…so good…
I like the idea of a Stranglers song Ain – glad you can hear something musical here!
Good for her sge grows old sweetly
Much love
not sure how well she will mature!
Enough to make your fillings scream…
indeed!
I missed the prompt yesterday, Is this one writing to it? I loved it, but don’t find much Carroll in it. No matter, it is clever and fun.
this was part 2 of the prompt – the Carroll did not gel
So beautiful. My brain is fogged with fatigue, so I’ll have to come back later for a more thorough re-read, but I love this!
thanks for visiting Lucy
what a tasty read this is, I can picture this woman, we probably all know a girl like this! 😆
don’t we just – the prompt helped my inner cat!
Such a sinfully sweet write!
ahh yes you spotted the sinful bit
Sounds like a fun Friday night date, and brought back memories of candy rock too.
either that or Saturday night Sunday morning!
A sweetly delicious poem!
than you Dwight
You are welcome!
Wow – this makes sweets seem kinda scary to me! 🙂
that might just save you 😉
Hahaha
This rocks with style and language, Laura!