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empty garden

 

 

 

 

 

a blind seed in foreign
soil
 
she hoards each grain
jealously-
 
while a prodigal
daughter
 
walks salt tracks
unseen.

 
the pond has frozen over
her reflection
 
and winter is too long
for burial
 

beneath a broken

moon

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Melissa Gayle gold member
    December 2, 2008

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    I feel heartache when I read this -

    a type of loneliness that alienates us even in full worlds.


  • Nicolette gold member
    November 22, 2008

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    Such a beautiful and gentle voice here...softly sad too.

    ~ Nicolette


  • Cannonsfire
    November 22, 2008

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    Sighs...it just makes me all gooey when something is written this well with such soft sad words C


  • Night Hope gold member
    November 22, 2008

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    What do I think? Honestly? Here ya go.