anvil

anvil

A Poem by John Jackson (El Juero)
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musing

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she was hard,
like an anvil.
darn near impenetrable.
and deep inside,
the molten hate,
could never breach 
those iron walls.
life lived thus,
so sad, indeed.

© 2012 John Jackson (El Juero)


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Yes., that is very sad. This ties in to some other poems you've written, doesn't it?

Posted 12 Years Ago


It always makes me wonder when I see people like this.. what took them to this place..and mostly what kept them there? But I wonder alot lol so.. You did a great job putting words to many peoples faces that I've known...xo

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like it john..few words ..expressed a miles worth of hate and discontent..each word well chosen..LAury

Posted 12 Years Ago


sad indeed

Posted 12 Years Ago


I once knew someone that this would fit.
Nice work.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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John Jackson (El Juero)
John Jackson (El Juero)

Anchorage, AK



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I'm a middle aged man, trying to live as I believe. As many here do, I practice a 'read/read' policy. The RR's just are too much. I hope I can participate with as many of you Outstanding writers as po.. more..

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