Sweet Hermione




1st poem

I really love the ''subject'' of this poetry contest. I think it's very original. I didn't really expected it, and I found it a good challenge.

In the night, an idea flew into my mind. I had to make a poem about it. Just with the 3rd stanza, I realised I actually did the rhyme sceme of the contest. The last stanza isn't in the rhyme sceme, I think, but well... I think I did well enough.

I wanted to make a poem about the longing of teenage girls for being just cute and average, and for being special, wild and rock 'n roll.
I think that we see that all the time. ''Everyone loves the rebel.''
But... no-one wants to be an outsider.
In the end, I think this poem is about that longing, but it's also a jubilation and archetyping of girls and women. Amen.

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Discription

Watch! She goes
from Stars Wars light
Smoking roofs on
bars, acbite

Need! Train high
move hair aside
Blistered bricks
in thus, she might

Move! She is
phosphore attic 
Treat in treating
hips in bick

Shine! Her my
planet got slick
Leaving ices
esthetic

She! So rhyme
don’t run the flee
To archetype
sink
it into me


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