Chair

Fun, kids, years, torture.
My home is in the corner.
I see everything,
I've been climbed on.
I've been jumped from and tied up.
I sit alone now.

 ANY 2011 POSTED POEM max 14 line
brian Strand contest

lifechoka

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Carol Sunshine Brown

June 29, 2011 at 5:13 AM

Congratulations on your win in the contest Cory. Love, Carol

Andrea Dietrich

June 20, 2011 at 8:49 PM

This is sure nice to read. A belated congrats to you in brian's contest!

Joseph Osita

June 11, 2011 at 9:17 AM

Congrats on your big win with this amazing write.cheers*

Carrie Richards

June 11, 2011 at 8:29 AM

Indeed....a well loved chair, can feel lonely too! Sweet poem, and made me smile. (I have a chair like this too!)

Nette Onclaud

June 11, 2011 at 1:33 AM

terrific, cory... congrats with hugggs!

Dinda Minardi

June 8, 2011 at 8:50 AM

this is cool :)

Carolyn Devonshire

June 6, 2011 at 12:31 PM

Wow, how cool to write from the perspective of the chair! You have a unique and stunning entry, Cory. I haven't been checking my Soup mail the last couple days but just responded to yours. Sorry it's taken so long. Best wishes for success in Rick's contest! Love, Carolyn

Robert Johnson

June 6, 2011 at 11:47 AM

Good luck in the contest. It's always interesting to see what people will bring to life in prose. As one who has repaired and refinished furniture, I can appreciate the feelings of wood and glue and nails and screws. :)