Sunday, January 15, 2012

Confusion

Walking through the sand,
It sticks between her toes.

The sun glistens on the water,
Its light reflects the colors of the sky.

The wind tugs at her hair,
The water clashes upon the rocks.

This is her favorite place,
A place where she is safe.

She stands on a rock,
Its rough and hard surface scratches her feet.

Looking out to the ocean,
Her blue green eyes glisten with tears.

Silently she weeps,
Drops run down her cheeks.

With mascara smearing down her face,
She sat down feet dangling into the water.

Her heart tells her one thing,
While her conscious tells her another.

It comes down to confusion,
He says one thing and she another.

Give up on him she thinks,
"I adore you" he tells her.

Her heart is tired of the tug of war,
If only he'd prove she's worth fighting for.

4 comments:

  1. Nice poetry...have you thought about submitting some of your work to Progeny, DC's literary magazine. If you are interested, you should contact Dr. MC Harper.

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  2. This is a very great poem. It is very rich in detail and imagery. I also agree that some of your work should be submitted to Progeny as well.

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  3. This poem is very good! It's very thoughtful. I agree with Lisa and Julian. I think you should submit your work to Progeny.

    Morgan :)

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  4. Wow this is so beautiful! I felt like I was at the beach somewhere. You use very descriptive words and use great imagery.

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