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fragile thoughts soon forgotten

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

doorway

stepping over the great divide
between my world and hers
cigarette ash, broken bottles
mar the way
far away sits the little girl
sockless shoeless fearless tearless
posing pretty
reaching across the gap wrap my arms
'round
her waist pull her out the doorway
into a sun-draped spring
ring the bells she's finally learned
to laugh
no more darkness, no more chaff
daughter of deliverance

1 Comments:

At 7:37 PM, Blogger Julie said...

This is really cool because you take the reader into a dark place, but pull them back into a beautiful one. I like literature that can take me places and show me around, youknow? It's soo good!

 

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