Sunday, July 14, 2019

The Incarceration of Glitter

Photographer: Cole Keister

He likes her wrapped
around his arm…
a glitter trinket to insure
he’s got the flash  to attract
a murder of paparazzi.

She smiles through
the snap storm praying
someone will hear the
scream in her eyes.

A cage is a cage...
Whether gold or steel,
it jails broken wings.

 ©Susie Clevenger 2019


  1. Each stanza is tight - I tried to pick out a favorite but they are all equally important and cleverly penned!

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  3. A bad scene. Susie. I feel sorry for those women, in the name of religion so terribly subordinated by their men. I wasn't quite ready for your ending though. 

  4. Your poem reminded me of the Joni Mitchell song, ‘Edith and the King Pin’. It flashes from ‘glitter trinket’ to smile to cage and broken wings so smoothly, just like the man.

  5. A murder of paparazzi! They should always be called that.

  6. I think this says so much about the role of women, especially celebs these days.. that golden cage is still a cage.