THE TABLE (an acrostic poem)

by Jemia de Blondeville   Jan 15, 2021

THE TABLE (an acrostic poem)
The table, engrained still life
Had a petrified heart, turned to stone
Etched oaken memories, of rooted love
Tantalysing zephyr pleasures, long gone
Arthritic dreams, decayed with age
Brittle rage, at emerald love forsaken
Lain naked, then stripped bare
Elderly severed roots, from their mother taken
by Jemia


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  • 1 month ago

    by Daniel

    Imaginative and interesting. Well done :)

  • 1 month ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Wonderful. Congratulations!

  • 1 month ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a wonderfully imaginative acrostic this is. Congratulations on your win.
    All the best,

    • 1 month ago

      by Jemia de Blondeville

      wow, thank you! i'm truly delighted, Jemia (: (lost for words for a change!)

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