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A look, a glance, that

Quickly becomes a stare
That lasts until
A step toward
And a smile
Works its way out
From under the depths of a brooding soul
A solemn man, a sailor
Never to return, a last night on shore
And a final conquest.

To know one is the last
Is a privilege
A notch on a belt
A bead on a bracelet
A mile long
And yet, if one was not the last
But the first of many
Would one feel the same
As this single organ in a man's last attempt to be free?

One should like to think this true
But could never, not of a true contender.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.




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Bella17 said...
May 3, 2010 at 11:55 am
Good poem :)
 
onlyiz said...
May 2, 2010 at 2:52 am
dude. made me think. awesome. 
 
RitaChristine This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 9, 2009 at 6:20 pm
Lovely! There‘s a lot going on here in a short piece. Excellent use of enjambment, rhythm, internal rhyme, anaphora, and rhetorical question. Keep writing!
 
MayaChristine This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Nov. 12, 2009 at 1:35 pm
Thanks! Don't know what a lot of that means, but it's nice to know it's good enough to warrant big words!
 
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