Laura Mckenzie Poet Free verse

Alone

This place where thorn bushes don’t flourish 
Punishing 
They wait for rain 
They dry out in pain 
Running blue blood from their core 
Scouring sun burns them slowly 
They die a senseless death 
In the dark

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Mac Mcgovern January 11, 2010 at 8:00 PM I have no sympathy for thorn bushes, but I never realized they died in such agony. Well done Laura. I truly love a good write and this one is superb. Thanks for providing me the opportunity to experience your poetic genius. Mac

David Byrne December 21, 2009 at 6:42 PM I love it!

Brian Strand December 16, 2009 at 12:14 AM The title permeats the poetry Laura.Nice to be able bo read yourb work again.Rgds Brian & thanks for your always welcome comments

Bryan Bolton December 14, 2009 at 5:06 PM Love the imagery and your style :)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 11, 2009 at 7:38 AM Very visual account of nature being alone... luv your flow of words one into another.. wonderful write... blessings... luv... Linda-Marie "Sweetheart"

December 10, 2009 at 11:11 AM Such sorrow--the emotion comes through your words. Good use of imagery to convey your thought. Much for the reader to think about. Hope you are having a wonderful Christmas season. Karen

Michael Jordan December 10, 2009 at 6:43 AM Laura - Very vivid imagery in this graphic depiction of death - Loved it actually. Merry Christmas and God Bless, mj

Mary Meade Stephenson December 10, 2009 at 5:35 AM Another write that many will be able to relate with. Sad vivid imagery really paints with words the essence of "alone". Thanks so much for sharing and for taking the time to read and comment on my writes~Mary

Phyllis Babcock December 9, 2009 at 9:04 PM It is sad when a person is alone. But you can feel alone in a crowd so loneliness comes in so many forms. Sad but true. Glad you shared with us today. God Bless Phyl

Carolyn Devonshire December 9, 2009 at 8:22 PM A sad but vivid image, Laura. But you are never really "Alone" when you are here at Poetry Soup! Welcome home. Love, Carolyn