Today's Prompt: "Today, I want you to write an outsider poem. You can be the outsider; someone else can be the outsider; or it can even be an animal or inanimate object that's the outsider."
Outside Looking In
Glass barrier
rain embossed pane
of iron gray
firm, hard, impenetrable
see-through
blockade
to comfort
Glass wall
mist stained pane
of cold silver
frozen, stiff, impassable
clear
hindrance
to warmth
Glass facade
tear sullied pain
of empty slate
fragile, brittle, impermeable
transparent
obstacle
to rest
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Very Nice :)
ReplyDeleteoh. this makes me almost feel the discomfort of the outside world.
ReplyDeleteAwwww... this is so sad... I feel so... outside. It's a great poem Nessa.
ReplyDeleteWhen it comes to talent I'm outside
ReplyDeleteReading this poem I sat and cried
Because today I really tried
But yours is better I sighed .
Such a beautiful poem, it echocardiography. :)
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Humor & Fun World
It's a great poem Nessa!
ReplyDeleteLove it! Love the form. Fascinating.
ReplyDeleteThom: Tanumert.
ReplyDeleteJuliana: Mission accomplished.
Melli: I did want to make you sad, so thanks.
Dr. John: Here is my retort,
Stop selling yourself short
I love the way you rhyme
You make me laugh all the time.
Actonbell: Wanìshi.
Skywind: Thank-you.
Your Highness: **curtsy**
Cherie: Mahsi'