tears of sorrow
tears of grief
tears roll daily
no relief
lame distractions
cheapened hope
castaway dreams
frayed rope
perfect storm
of guillotines
natty to rags
ball gowns to jeans
for the better
was the goal
end result
darkened soul
June 6, 2017 by Southern Sea Muse
tears of sorrow
tears of grief
tears roll daily
no relief
lame distractions
cheapened hope
castaway dreams
frayed rope
perfect storm
of guillotines
natty to rags
ball gowns to jeans
for the better
was the goal
end result
darkened soul
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Play nice. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from the Southern Sea Muse is strictly prohibited, and all that jazz. Be not thou a stinkleheimer.
And natty means…?
Stylish! But the sound of it conjures up something else, as though there were a ‘g’ in front of the word, or something like that. What was your first thought as to meaning?
~~ssm
Based on the word alone, I assumed a negative connotation. Like old and ratty or something. I was way off!
Nicely done! 😃🦉
Thank you, Mums, and welcome to my beach!
~~ssm