At Dannemora Prison Poem by Richard Provencher

At Dannemora Prison



Cement walls march
to the sky,
visitors staring at

guard-turrets every fifty
feet, coiled wire
christening the top, glistens
in the sun.

Behind those walls,
a son cries for his mom
and dad

wonders if they'll ever
forgive him.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Dannemora is a large prison in the State of Maine, USA. In my poem, I join together the sadness of incarceration, inside an imposing physical presence and how it affects parents.
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