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Open Poetry #44

Anna Remembered

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

0 posted 2009-05-15 11:25 PM

Her hands clammed up,
And I could feel those lines
That ran so fast.

Running through each past.
And Anna, sheÕs crying,
Crying through the night;
Like beggers on corners without a dollar in sight.

Her skin so pale,
Glances stood still,
Anna, sheÕs lying there.

Lying with every past,
her grandma speaks alas;
But GrandmaÕs not there.

Anna tells the story of grace,
She remembers the years
Of biking up the northern bridge.

She rode with her hair so bronze,
Never leaving a curl undone.

Anna holds her legs
Like the way she use to be held,
Carried by her motherÕs soft hands.

And Anna, sheÕs falling deeper without sin.
SheÕs watching her hair slip and fall.

And Anna, sheÕs quiet, quiet with fret.
She listens to the melodies of soul and comfort,
While her family sits around her bed.
They listen to their daughter beg; beg for something new,

We all want something new,
Something fresh,
Like lions living in natures breast.

But Anna leaves the world undone,
Takes her suitcase and says I'm done.

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

1 posted 2009-05-16 09:11 PM

Yo Tomer,

I like this poem a lot. That's the way a lot of us feel sometimes.

Excellent work.

Bobby

Tomer
Senior Member

since 2002-06-28

Posts 1168
Michigan

2 posted 2009-05-18 08:32 AM

Thanks, Bobby. Nice insight.

Tomer

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