All three of us, gathered in the bathroom
poking, prodding, preening
our feathery head sisterhood
Doting on each others' too much this, too much that
and playing with hair
Simone examines my face
whilst Jen sits me on her lap
and prods and preens my arms and back
this cream this serum, this and that,
Wonders of Jen's extensive makeup bag
Simone plucks at her eyebrows,
scrutinising the details 'don't touch! leave it! oi!'
I admire Jen's lashes
thickly laden with mascara and curling upwards
in a wide-eyed grey hare gaze.
Jen is the most charismatic, a Gemini
and Simone comes next with her authoritative nature
and demanding, laughing hyper ways
I follow, though not always led, and admire my sisters
in their oddity and beauty, marvel at how we fit
(17th March 2014)
YOU ARE READING
Blue Moon
Poesia"Still she haunts me, phantomwise, Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes." - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There (2012 - 2014)
