Bitter Likeness

Bitter Likeness

A Poem by Alexandria Marie

High school is like an onion.

I endure both;

school between the weekends,

onion between the broth in my soup.

 

The first year of high

school tore away fast.

A papery transparent

year everything was as

it seemed. My eyes

began to tingle.

 

After that, the years

refused to peal.

So, I took this vegetable of

a place at knife point. I sliced

through the moments, the occasions,

the semesters. Leaving, my hands

clean, and my eyes a vibrant red.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Alexandria Marie


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Thank you for your kind words of encouragement!

Posted 14 Years Ago


A wise way to look at High School. I like this poem. You are a very good writer.
A excellent poem.
Coyote


Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on January 22, 2010
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Alexandria Marie
Alexandria Marie

Cleveland, OH



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