Teen Poetry #9 |
Cruel Joke |
nehematala Member
since 2009-05-21
Posts 129 |
A lonely sandal Upon a shore No pair to belong with No one to care Just a lonely sandal Upon the shore No one wants To have to explain Such an odd misfit Years passed by And the sandal remained Then one day came a little girl Saying "I've just the place" She took the sandal And made him a home To call his very own A lonely little girl Sent to save the sandal Just when he'd lost hope Of this cruel joke The number one thing in acting is honesty: If you can fake that you've got it made. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
You know this reminded of a time so long ago that I found an old boot on the the side of the road by the train tracks by my Gramma's house. It was worn, and had holes in the sole that had been mended obviously many times. I took that old boot home, cleaned it up - varnished it with good boat varnish, and used it for a planter. I knew it had a story to tell as it had obviously fallen from a boxcar at one time or other. I loved your story, it is these types of poems that tell of life as we know it. Well done! Carpe' Diem, |
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