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by Shannon AdeleToday I am unintentionally
green and blood inside.
My feet sort of hurt
From walking
On all of those eggshells
That you left
On the floor and all over
The floor.
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nineelevennineelevennineelevennineeleven 12/17/2007 Posted on 12/18/2007
Copyright © 2025 Shannon Adele
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 12/18/07 at 04:13 AM I really, really like the image in the second stanza. It just makes for a great visual. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/18/07 at 04:49 AM Such an interesting image of pain. The repetition in the last stanza is the echo that might be bing-bonging around in the mind when trying to let go of something that hurts, but maybe stubbornness keeps holding on to it. At least that's the way I sense it.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 12/04/08 at 06:34 PM that opening is really new. 'i am....green and blood inside..' i mean, who says that? i love it. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/04/15 at 04:31 AM Fascinating stuff. |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 02/25/21 at 07:38 PM LOVE it- could really really relate- Great choice for POTD! |
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