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TRAVERSE

Nobody sees him in his fine clothes

near the rope

beneath the stream

 

If he could have said something

he would have

 

But his petitions were met with stones

 

They will be shocked that he slipped away

 

And those same stones will take his place at table

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Mea culpa ►

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Douglas MacGowan

Thu 11th Jan 2018 22:22

Thank you, Hannah. I like your poems as well. Good structure.

<Deleted User> (18118)

Thu 11th Jan 2018 17:35

Powerful and poignant.


Thank you for your comment on my poem.

Hannah

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