Elderheart in Wax Paper

My skin

Paper thin

Parched

White

Red streets

Blue highways

An obedient core

Sacrificial

For the artificial

Unhappy

But not apologetic

Remedied

By strangers

Sunken by love

Unable to grip

Onto anything

Worthwhile

So it sleeps

Silently

Enduring

In my skin

Paper thin

Not at all enough

Of a home.

Reviews

[justdandy]

There is no point for reviewing. This is truly a great piece. It goes with the style of the song "A-Team. "
The lines that stood out to me the most are:
"Red streets
Blue highways
An obedient core"

[Wicahpi]

This is a nice poem but all the given words were not used, so it cannot be accepted for a prize in the 10 Words I Give contest. You must use all 10. Thank you for giving a shot, though!! Try again next round if you will :_

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the short sentences. You said a lot and I wanted to know more.
"In my skin
Paper thin
Not at all enough
Of a home."
Paper thin skin leave us open to bruises and turmoil. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote