Broken Smiles

Her dress is town,
Bruises line her legs,
On a day much too hot
She hides the welts on her arms,
She ignores it if you ask
Or gives a line from rehearsal,
But her eyes seem to beg,
So brave yet so young,
Living two different lives,
One a secret nightmare,
The other filled with broken smiles

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About this blog...

All poems posted here are written by myself, and I hope the ownership of my work will be respected.

I am 25 years old, and have been writing since I was 8. All poetry is dedicated to the teacher, Miss Charlotte, who first introduced me to this genre of writing.

Challenges

I use several writing prompts, mostly photographic prompts, for my work. Often when I am not consumed by a thought or emotion, I need a little help in writing. I subscribe to two photo blogs as listed further below for prompts. I also take challenges to write about random words on my Twitter. A new challenge I am using is from Deviant Art. I look at the first page of the most popular photography in the last 8 hours and take one to write about.