Fractured Art

• Tayla Mitchell, Grade 12, Taylors Lakes Secondary College -
• Poetry
• 2018

Excellence Award in the 'Write Along 2018' competition

The russet undertones danced with the golden flames in his eyes.
The sun caressed his skin; warming his exterior.
His marble smile forcibly carved into his canvas.
His voice like oil, smooth and viscous.
The platinum frame that encompasses him, keeping him in place.
People ravaged him with their eyes.
As the cameras coruscated.
His marble smile chipped away.
The sun could no longer kiss him and the golden flames that danced in his eyes, slowly drowned in his tears.
The spectators feasted and grew weary of him. The frame tarnished, and the curtain enshrouded him.
Veiling his exterior.
Unveiling his dolorous and crestfallen state.
Fractured Art became of him.