Walking AwayA Poem by TaraI said goodbye fully intending to never see him again I actually strutted away
my head held high a smile sneaking its way onto my face He was so close to groveling it was making me high
I was having an excellent hair day I had on the jeans that arranged my butt cheeks into a perfect heart
I swayed like a model on the runway feeling my strength ooze from every pore I was giddy with power
I sauntered away leaving him , his cruelty his beautiful eyes and those perfect lips
behind.
It took a month and a slew of late night phone calls until I was back where I started.
infatuated and under his spell once again. Powerless once more.
But I remember that feeling of walking away and I know that strength exists somewhere inside me.
still.
© 2008 TaraReviews
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5 Reviews Added on February 29, 2008 Last Updated on March 10, 2008 AuthorTaraLong Island, NYAbout"Poetry is a zoo in which you keep demons and angels." Les Murray "I'm still looking for that place where poetry resides. One day I'd like to move there and spend my days surrounded by the beauty of.. more..Writing
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