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Chairs

Through endless fields
Of butterfly secrets
& lavender-scented dreams
She sits on a chair
Simple & plain

But this book has a

Facade of covers


As she sits there
Her thoughts turn ugly
A messy trail of destruction
Impossibility chokes her


But amidst all this
Dandelions tickle her toes softly
& she is able to think
For a while

She looks back..

How many chairs of
Screaming
Loving

Falling
Can her broken heart
Sit through any more?

Author notes

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  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    June 13, 2008

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    Damn.
    I am drawn into your words as I see it all unfold before me.
    A beautifully written poem

    ♥
    Thank you & Best of luck
    Stay safe
    ~Manda