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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Friday, April 29, 2016

Girl Lost--Free Verse Poem

This is another freestyle poem for Poetry Month.

Girl Lost

She once
Was a person
oo Someone oo 
oooo  Yooooo
oooBut nowooo
ooo Floating Form  less
ooo  ooShe is nothingoo ooo
She   ooohas no anchorooo  ooo
ooo        No guy ropes         ooo
ooo                  No sail                 ooo
ooo               Or rudder                ooo
Just a hole
Where her heart 
once    lived
You don't    need her.
You don't     want her.
Inertia keeps       you here.
But inertia           is weak
And the             current?
Luckily             for her
There is          none now.
oooo              oooo
oooooo              oooooo
© 2016 by H. Linn Murphy

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