…..
She feels ancient, cracked
and scarred as earth, held
low by gravity’s blow and
pain’s untimely birth. Seld
-om and slender are her
smiles, reined in to dam
both -age and tears. She
fears this wasted wand
-ering heart may never be
-lieve in its own worth.
…
Written for Poetic Asides.
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Not a very fun place to be, I know. You have expressed this well-good choices and placement of words to get the feeling across.
Exquisite enjambment!
Yes, I believe some of the pain we feel is the genetic remnant of pained generations. Great write.
I can so relate…underestimated, undervalued and underappreciated…sometimes any way. 🙂
And her lines are broken, scattered and hesitant. Makes me believe she has a hidden chance.