SolitudeA Poem by Roberta Wethand older piece that I've taking a new look at and reediting.
Water rolls in, pulling the air
A sea of mist churning away Pulsing, dancing to the beat Of the heart, she thought broken Shapes weave in and out Shadows, day dreams, and memories Dance hidden, behind walls of fog Haunted eyes, country song lyrics Half-imagined remembrances Call to her, taunting From within the cold mist Bare arms red and shivering Hands over her ears she walks deeper into the Shimmering womb Following the mocking smile Of reality © 2011 Roberta Weth |
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Added on May 11, 2011 Last Updated on May 11, 2011 AuthorRoberta WethPortland, ORAboutI twenty years old, and I spent the majority of those years out in the middle of nowhere listening to country music so don't be surprised if the word y'all creeps up in my poetry or stories although .. more..Writing
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