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by Anne Engelen

Diminishing

Alone

In my corner on the floor

 

The world around me’s still asleep

 

Peaceful

 

Yet that’s just another lie

In a world ready to take its last sigh

 

No longer I fit in

In this world condemned with sin

 

Oh, I tried

But hurt my soul

 

Therefor, no more

 

I rather diminish

Alone

In my corner on the floor

01/06/2003

Posted on 01/06/2003
Copyright © 2024 Anne Engelen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charles J Hannan on 01/06/03 at 06:42 AM

I don't want you diminishing, Anne..I'd rather see you curled up in my arms other than the floor...MUAHS!!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/06/03 at 11:47 PM

I love the offbeat, peculiar angles you offer in this piece.

Posted by Kate Demeree on 01/09/03 at 01:58 PM

Yeah.. I have known this feeling... Big Time. I often wonder how it is we get beyond it, if as you've been advised we simply need to look over our shoulders. *hugs* to you my friend.

Posted by Quinn Vokes on 01/09/03 at 10:37 PM

amazing poem... but one wonders... how in the heck can you diminish into a corner if the room is round? you'd be searching forever... lol.

Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 04/12/03 at 05:41 AM

and you amaze me again ... absolutely beautiful

Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/11/03 at 04:21 AM

You bare your soul so honestly it humbles me to think of my image-making. Your poem confronts in stark terms all manner of escapes from the reality of sadness... always just around the corner... Thank you, Anne. You are beautiful.

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 04/01/09 at 04:33 PM

this feels so familiar, and yet so distant now.

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