KaiserA Poem by Alex B. H.
I'm stuck in this cabin that lies in the woods.
It has no windows or doors. I have no visitors or company. All I have are the thoughts of inner me. "Cut out a hole for you to crawl through." "No!", I yell. "I have nowhere to go to." I may hear birds sing, or an occasional coyote howl, But I must not give in. I am not allowed. I am the Kaiser of this place. This is the only place where I can show my face. © 2015 Alex B. H. |
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Added on February 12, 2015 Last Updated on February 12, 2015 AuthorAlex B. H.Woodstock, GAAboutExpressing oneself is probably the most difficult things to do. It takes words that have never been said, and things never done before. Writers and artists create from nothing. I like to think that ev.. more..Writing
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