Porcelain Doll


She was like a porcelain doll.

Cold. Hard. But very pretty.

She was just sitting there

like a porcelain doll;

ready to be looked at.

  • Author: Shadowbox15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 25th, 2017 15:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about a random lady I saw in the airplane I was riding.
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    Thanks for sharing your "Up in the Air" experience SHADOW ! I have met some "Porcelain Ladies" in my time and some of them were as hard as they looked ! How we look does matter ~ because sometimes it reflects our psyche & attitude ! Loved the Poem ~ BRIAN

  • FineB

    Thanks Shadow.


    She must have been quite a beauty in the flesh this woman one of those types who is unforgettable.

    Keep writing

  • Tony36

    Beautiful write

  • LaurašŸŒ»

    I guess ready to be gazed upon, but not engaging! Enjoyed reading your write! Your poem was definitely engaging!

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