poetry critical

online poetry workshop



Seclusion
psychofemale

four walls
 1
covered
 2
in snow
 3
 
 
I'll pretend this is an igloo
 4
and the crisp
 5
cool air
 6
won't let me
 7
outside
 8
 
 
my stomach's
 9
empty
 10
 
 
my throat
 11
like sandpaper
 12
 
 
Thank God there's no one
 13
to talk to
 14
 
 
this jacket
 15
is warm
 16
 
 
lets no air in
 17
 
 
I can't even see
 18
where the frost bit me
 19
earlier
 20
 
 
I'm safe now
 21
safe from the harsh snow
 22
up to my kneecaps
 23
 
 
I plow through
 24
everyday
 25
 
 
no longer worried
 26
about a crisis
 27
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
and they
 28
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
aren't either
 29

16 Aug 10

Rated 8 (9.3) by 1 users.
Active (1): 8
Inactive (2): 10, 10

(define the words in this poem)
(59 more poems by this author)



Add A Comment:
Enter the following text to post as unknown: captcha

Comments:

very nice.
 — manuka

thank you
 — psychofemale

?
 — psychofemale

Full of meaning and simplicity
 — dia

0.232s