DivingA Poem by Jen MarieIn my current condition My nose whistles During sharp sniffles My only form Of entertainment now You don’t hear it Or anything anymore Without adding your own Interpretation or reason Which is always off Sometimes when I say kick I really mean kiss But not today You always hear more When nothing is said Diving head first Into three inches of water Will give you a broken neck Instead of an insight To the depths of the pool But all I need Or want to say to you Whether you hear it or not Can only be heard one way The end © 2010 Jen Marie |
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Added on October 18, 2010 Last Updated on October 18, 2010 AuthorJen MarieWausau, WIAboutI'm 21 years old and I've been writing since I was a freshman in high school. I've bopped around between genres but hope to write a novel one day. Other than writing, my most consistent hobby in life .. more..Writing
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