I feel like a barnacle, accidentally stuck to your shoe, by mere chance.
Willingly sucked into your sphere, I cling with hope,
awaiting for my heart to be peeled open,
for you to finally see a rose that will bloom under your blessed caress.
Alas, the petals are wilting
and I curl within an arid desert of belittlement.
As each petal drifts from the bloom, silently withering,
I am crushed under careless feet of disregard.
Author notes
Prompt - "Like gum stuck to your shoe,
I always trail one step behind".
From a poem by Poetic Whisperer
(10 lines or less)
In a list
A contest entry
- Turn a Line From My Heart...... Into a Piece of Your Own by Seeking Peace.
650 points, ended March 11, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow this is absolutly beautiful. I love the part when it comes to the rose and you talk about the petals. Very much a pleasure.
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This is so true, this is life in a nutshell, great imagery in this piece
Thank you for taking the time to enter this contest, wishing you the best of luck
Karen
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