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three out of four

by Vikki Owens

such any ugly pattern,
such a tragic mess of heartbreak
and poor decision making,
three out of four of us
marked with the blood of our own children.

failed relationships
and so much sadness,
a black cloud hangs over us,
we eek out smiles from time to time,
but mostly cling to each other
for warmth in the driving rain.

12/22/2012

Author's Note: with love, to my brothers. maybe one day our fortunes will turn.

Posted on 12/22/2012
Copyright © 2026 Vikki Owens

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 12/24/12 at 01:08 AM

...a very dynamic expression of a lot, a tight read vicki owens, girl.

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