Incomprehensible Excess Of Furniture Poem by Emma Inkin
Incomprehensible Excess Of Furniture
Rating: ★5.0
One of those warm late-summer evenings
She found herself thinking about life.
She leant towards the water, staring,
At the calm surface, cold as a knife.
The peaceful calmness of the moment
Contrasted with the storm in her head.
She was realizing what they meant
By 'from now on, you'll have two beds.'
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: family
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5/4/2024 10:57:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderfully put! You express yourself very well! Keep writing!