The Watcher

The Watcher

A Poem by SaraHelena

 

He gazes out of the window,

The gray and white world stretched out before him.

A noisy place, filled with people who are busy getting nowhere.

He sighs.

He tastes the world with dry and withered lips,

He has seen it all before.

 

© 2008 SaraHelena


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Hmm, kind of a mysterious one. I like it, it's got some good imagery in it.

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Added on August 20, 2008

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SaraHelena
SaraHelena

Yosemite, CA



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I'm 24 I live in the forests of Yosemite I am dyslexic and a terrible speller, so go easy on me if my grammar, spelling and punctuation aren't the greatest. I love to read fantasy and poetry. My fav.. more..

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A Poem by SaraHelena