by Teri T Lahmon

I feel you dying inside
And yet
There is nothing you will allow me to do
I am
a helpless Belle
watching petals fall
withering within a glass dome
Learning once again
That every gift is its own burden.


Posted on 09/28/2016
Copyright © 2022 Teri T Lahmon

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/30/16 at 01:16 PM

Lovely, this ode, laden and bereft with imagery which to a poet in similar fix is much appealing.

Return to the Previous Page

pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online
All works Copyright © 2022 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)