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reflecting [02-23-11]
by Ava Blu
there are people who keep everything,
placing a dying flower in-between the pages of their favorite book.
i found things buried in my grandmother's bible once;
a torn letter, the serenity prayer, a picture of her husband
and one little dead yellow rose.
i wish i had something concrete to reflect upon,
something buried within
but i use my words to hide messages
so everyone who needs to read them
never do.
02/23/2011
Author's Note:
(including me)
Posted on 02/24/2011
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 02/24/11 at 04:33 PM this feels so lonely. though it is written beautifully. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 02/25/11 at 04:12 AM there is so much you say, even when concealing, that seeps in to a reader...what a satisfying sandwich of a poem, no matter the layers, no matter who sees or doesn't. A pleasure to read u again...u inspire me with every read xoxox |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 02/27/11 at 01:51 AM I wish I was one of those people who's good at keeping things... But I always end up purging myself of my belongings out of annoyance. It makes me pretty sad after the fact, which is the exact same sort of isolation I feel in this. |
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