Open Poetry #15 |
Piers and Peers |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
She sits at the end of the wooden dock, Listens to the tolling of the old clock, Hears the Church bells further off chiming, Familiar sounds that keep on reminding, Caught within the confines of Piers and Peers. Water’s chaotic comfort on three sides, Plainly in sight yet it’s here that she hides, From taunts of others about her being, It’s just her outer style that they’re seeing. Caught within the confines of Peers and Piers. Shoeless the tide softly tickles her feet, Friendless friendly to whom ever she’ll meet, Young children to the old ones staying back, Unwilling to comfort her wrapped in black. Gloom |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
I am enjoying your strolls....keep it up....just don't drag the sand in on the carpet.... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
caught within the confines..I like that phrase...trying to decide what I can do with that one....hmmmmmm thank you PG ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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