The girl’s a live wire
from woven hair to mani’d
tips- she’s electric.
The girl’s on fire
magazine covers smokin’
Youtube links burn bright
The girl’s hot copy
glam pix or sordid romance
media laps it up
The girl is burnin’
flaming tongues set her ablaze
‘spec’ fuels the fire
The girl’s a train wreck.
Her every move on trial.
Bruised and battered, once
shooting star- snuffed out. John Q
Public? Drunk on her demise.
This chain of Haikus ending in a Tanka was written for Tanka Tuesday #synonyms only for the words: Pretty and Ugly. My choices are italicized.
The photo that served as my inspiration for this piece was provided by Friday Fictioneers.
13 thoughts on “The Girl”
So true. Great life we don’t get drunk and lose it!
Excellent, Violet. The trajectory of a star. Wishing I could make an arc with ellipses….
Beautifully tragic and brilliant take on the prompt.
Wow, Violet! The string of Haiku stanzas is impressive. I like where you went with this! ❤
Clever and poetic way to chronicle her downfall from smokin’ to train wreck. Well done.
While others have seen this as the star’s trajectory, I tend more towards the opposites of the media’s illusion and grim reality. Poor lass.
That was fabulous, Violet. A sad trajectory of a built-up life. It never lasts when it blasts so fast!
MAGIC WORDS, CHINA
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