More ConfessionsA Poem by Laura Lynn
An ordeal was
presented. Submit me to this painful test.
Bring me some much needed sanity. I am older than I was. I rushed into the public places miles away but then felt only rushed, trying to find something I couldn’t. Under the roofs of places, still hoping to find true love. Deny yourself I read, but I had nothing to deny, except love. In the dream the land shifted. The white sands and turquoise Nonsense of the Atlantic Ocean came to the professor’s yard. Entitled, he looked down at it, like the hawk he had been. Abolition of man has just begun. They Believed others should die, used ammunition. Ostriches need saving, and otters, Lake creatures galore, a call to action. I see writers’ modesty, but fruitful encounters is the Truth. Gratefully the firefighters deal with arson. Someone will be there to greet today, and I will not be beaten, stirring things around in my cauldron. Oh, the circus man shot out of a cannon! Nickels will be thrown into the fountain with quarters. Easy does it, just carefully let it down, slipping the syllables over… © 2014 Laura LynnReviews
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1 Review Added on December 16, 2014 Last Updated on December 16, 2014 AuthorLaura LynnFairfax, VAAboutI like writing. I don't know what else to say. This has been a great website to share works in progress, some which I have abandoned some which I loose to myself and enjoy writing most of all. It'.. more..Writing
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