Hidden among my sister’s things
hanging on skeletal frames
stroking soft satin dresses
wishing they were things
I wear
on the floor stiletto shoes
sit silent
waiting for me to find myself
living inside their world
One day
I hope get up the nerve
to step outside
my secret door.
A contest entry
- A Quick Poetry Contest IV by -BlackKnight-.
300 points, ended July 19, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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yes, I think this one is worthy of gold, for sure.
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well written. better than most. actually very insightful. I really did like it, but..........
a very different view for sure.
be who you are. if you don't know, ask God,...he loves everyone.
*at a loss of words.
-thanx for the insight,
-Pap.
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