Marooned

Where do we go when dreams are no more?

Where is this life what is its core.

Deal out the cards, what it is for?

Twirling party dresses bought in a store.

 

When there is a knock, who opens the door?

Does the marooned ship ever leave the shore?

Sometimes the sweetest taste just leaves you raw.

Every battle fought ending in war.

 

Remember a time, tell me what you wore.

Red flagged dresses for bulls to gore.

Expressions of love that finally tore.

 Chronicle  of a fairytale, another folklore.

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Oh gosh, how i love this write. Very interesting.. makes a reader think! hehee.
So Carefree! Brilliant write with such powerful imagery!

[Muse]

A whimsical write. How can we not love this!

:))))

[Bare trees]

One step up, two steps back. The title fits this well as it describes a state of mind that can occur leaving one wondering what we're here for. I'm sure there's a good answer somewhere, and better days as well.

[Cathy Wattam]

Lovely rhyming poem here and you know how I adore rhyme! Beautifully written and I love the title. I enjoyed it thanks.

[Marie]

Sometimes we become marooned in questions to which there are no answers.

[0AudreyClaire0]

That was incredibly beautiful. I think the rhythm flowed nicely and it had a very interesting message. Great job! :)
-Aud

[WhiteWillow]

Love the thought behind this piece. Excellent examples, and wonderful imagery rendered.

[poeticpiers]

An unusual form a monorhyme which read aloud is rather choppy because of the lack of meter.

[Ramya]

Love it! So very practical and beautifully written.