Achilles Heel Poem by Brittaney Static

Achilles Heel

Rating: 4.5


So concerned with vanity,
That I chipped a nail
I walked along the beach at day
Not knowing the beauty of night

I wait at the River Styx for you
As I fumble the coin in my pocket
Your arms are my Achilles heel
I'll wait for you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 28 September 2008

I love the creativity. Sometimes writers get too cute with their creativity and make the poem totally incomprehensible . This was not done here. How wonderful! GW62

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Brittaney Static

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