Louis Cecile

Rookie - 5 Points (London)

Customs - Poem by Louis Cecile

The age of check in

What do we bring today

Past or future

So scared of lost we would rather refrain from leaving the ground

A look inside reveals

Yet we still carry on

Places are people what we bring is not new

Reacting from memories

The feeling remains in a whisper

The years unfold to increase our load

Yet when we check out the return is unwanted

The truth is delayed in the luggage we brought


Comments about Customs by Louis Cecile

  • Rookie - 361 Points Shania K. Younce (11/9/2012 7:48:00 PM)

    I very much love it. Bien. Bravo! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 127 Points Allemagne Roßmann (9/18/2011 1:35:00 AM)

    I love especially the last line adding the climactic end of your poem..You know your readers and people go with the climax...i enjoyed (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2010



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