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Sickled Souls MAG
March 9, 2015
The light blinds
from the painted opinions
hanging with faces
already formed.
A perfect point
could not change
their flexed eyes.
As I break through
the draping evergreen
my posture glistens.
My long limbs
skim the sequins
maybe the escaping sparkles
will glimmer the distant views.
But no sparkle of mine
could twinkle in their
glacial hearts.
Their eyes only see
a low arabesque,
as I lift well above my hips
and the rungs of my spine crunch.
What sickled souls they have,
bent forever.
Twisting my legs
toes arms fingers.
Mangling me
in their frozen
distorted minds.
© Josiah T., Allen, TX
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really like it, please if you have a second you can see my stuff TeenInk.com/poetry/song_lyrics/article/836213/Your-Smile/
ItsTimeToBegin PLATINUM said...
on Nov. 5 2015 at 4:51 pm
Really like the description!
HeartOfGold15 GOLD said...
on Nov. 2 2015 at 11:03 am
Wow, lovely poem! I look forward to reading your future work.
15corsackl SILVER said...
on Mar. 17 2015 at 9:31 pm
@katrinaa48 thank you for reading! Check out my other poems if you have the time and I will return the favor!:)
katrinaa48 BRONZE said...
on Mar. 12 2015 at 10:51 am
I love the title so much
My inspiration for this poem was a photograph of a glass ballerina ornament hanging from a christmas tree.