20 Minutes Poem by Kel Smith
20 Minutes
'Ding dong ding, '
an ascending triad rings out.
The door closes.
A disconcerting stare.
A feeble mind.
Paralyzed in a moment.
The warmth of a hand
never so cold, stone-hearted,
unfeeling.
Speak.
Scream.
Soundless.
A momentary prison,
haunting and cruel.
Freed at last.
Again, I have to admit my stupidity before the world, but I have no idea what this means and because the poem doesn't tell me, I simply can't make any comment. GW62
I like this it's very concise but you get to the point love it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 10:29:50 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I'm with Greenwolfe, I don't really understand this although I can think of a few horrific stories that I heard coming out of Vancouver. I have sisters living on the Island so I am always looking for news from out there. If you have ever been out Ontario way, you may be interested in some of mine. Adeline