Channel Button

There are 21 articles on this title. You are reading the article ranked and rated #9 by Helium's members.

Creative Writing   >

Poetry

Get a Widget for this title

Poetry: Fat and happy

The light illuminates the darkness,
So black the soul of man,
Yet, so pure the countenance,
Of what we are told is beauty.

The truth lurks beneath the surface.
Beneath the aesthetic and prosthetic.
Mendacious smiles and manufactured beauty,
Paying for fractured sewage pipe views.

Sunlight glimmers off the water,
Yearning to penetrate the impermeable veneer.
The radiant harbour in all its glory.
The life-blood of our fair city.

Underneath lies a squalid cesspool:
Pernicious poisons,
Industrial and human.
Caviar laced with arsenic.

The insidious smiles in an oil-slick reflection,
Beckon me to join them.
It makes for a beautiful photo,
And the camera never lies.

The lightning returns me from my reverie,
Drawn back to a sterilized world.
Back to a neon habitat,
Of artificial happiness.

Learn more about this author, Tom Wynter.
Contact this writer Click here to send this author comments or questions.


Below are the top articles rated and ranked by Helium members on:

Poetry: Fat and happy

  • 1 of 21

    by Linda Bayley-Brown

    I am very happy within my skin
    Beauty's gone but not from within
    Please do not survey with any scorn
    The creased jacket in

    read more

  • 2 of 21

    by mis fit

    FAT AND HAPPY



    Fat and happy was the song
    Father Piggy always sang
    Until the butcher came along
    Then his song went bang

    Fat and

    read more

  • by Robyn Mitchell

    Daddy Dear

    Oh the sadd sadd little girl,
    with those lovely golden curls,
    watching, waiting, and scared,
    for her father no more

    read more

  • 4 of 21

    by Pj Cioffi

    Once I could touch my toes
    With a simple unforced bow
    Size 30 pants and cheekbones
    Are just a memory to me now

    My six pack abs

    read more

  • 5 of 21

    by Mary E. Preece

    I Viewed Them in My Pigtails

    Daddy bought two pigs but would not let me name them.
    He said he was going to kill them by and

    read more

View All Articles on:
Poetry: Fat and happy

Add your voice

Know something about Poetry: Fat and happy?
We want to hear your view. Write_penWrite now!

124396

Featured Partner

E Square

E Square has partnered with Helium, giving you the chance to write for a cause. Browse E Square's featured title...more

What is Helium? | Buy Web Content | Contact Us | Privacy | User agreement | DMCA | User Tools | Help | Community | Helium’s Official Blog | Link to Helium

Helium, Inc.
200 Brickstone Square Andover, MA 01810 USA