It was a shallow hollow
in which she kept
her misery.
No depth at all.
In fact
the slightest motion
would set it moving.
Like a mini tidal wave.
Back and forth,
gaining momentum.
Until it would slosh
over the edges
and run
d
o
w
n
her pensive face
following
the limescale trails
of its watercourse.
And then
splish, splash
d
o
w
n
onto the ground.
Spoiling
the shiny shoes
and cheerful gait
of those who were passing.
She tried to keep it inside,
she really did.
But she found
the constant stillness
so very very hard to bear.
Written for Three Word Wednesday using the prompt words - Hollow - Misery - Shallow.
12 comments:
Trying to hide things is like this often, I think, and a lot more work than honest expression. This is rather like they say that smiling is actually less work than frowning due to the number of muscles involved.
We do value our privacy though.
Love this... it is hard to keep it in, but we feel so much better when we let it out before the dams are released.
Excellent poignant words.
Excellent! You have really portrayed well how some things REALLY try to get out and eventually DO find their way..in torrents or in splashes.
terrific momentum in this write
we can only hide pain for so long -
it all depends on who we are near.
great form
I am a great believer in letting it all flow. It is what your heart is telling you to do. Perhaps imagining that each tear is taking a part of the hurt away might help.
This piece will surely touch the hearts of many.
Meaningful, moving and very well written.
it is hard to keep it all in some times.well done the way you wrote this.
beautiful! such a visual image you have painted.
Wonderful how the feelings are expressed and the shape and form of the poem really makes it work.
great work.craft, passion and graphic presentation combine together with excellent success.
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