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Escape

Contributed by macmcgovern on Wednesday, 27th October 2004 @ 11:18:34 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

He stares at the wall,
for hours gone by,
shoulders stooped ,
drawn inward,
ever so slightly,
indicate his level of relaxation,
eyes dimmed, by years of constant strain,
try to focus on a small crack,
in plaster troweled in his youth,
his right hand scratches senselessly,
the stubble of some days growth,
while his left hand thumps a silent rhythm,
upon his arthritic knee,
his smile fixed, drawn up, distorted,
a permanent reminder, of last summers stroke,
his ears, hear not the activity surrounding him,
too proud to admit, further disability,
prefers the silence, that further isolates him,
from undesired memory,
he has no reason to speak,
no one would hear,
his beautiful Marie died last week,
Alone he suffers all of lifes pain,
his only escape, a small crack in plaster,
troweled in his youth

Mac
October 2004

Copyright © macmcgovern ... [ 2004-10-27 23:18:34]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Escape (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 28th October 2004 @ 01:41:45 AM AEST
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Very sad but a masterpeice of wisdom.
I'm so osrry for the loses but this poem is very powerfull in every word.
Hang tuff.
luv, huggs, strength,
emy

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