Misplaced

MISPLACED Life dumped her in a city Emptied free of friendly faces Architecture daunting skyward but lacked the lines of grace As she wandered thru the side streets A feather in the pulsing crowds The isolation grabbed her And spun her head around She sensed she should be elsewhere Exactly where-- she didn't know when a beam of sun burst into song with a sea breeze-- sweet and low Above her head there perched a songbird Gray as the city's smile His eyes blazed into hers Opaque with city guile. He nodded toward the North Took flight without a sound In a flicker of a moment She was seaward bound. V Anderson-Throop 2013

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Kim Merryman

Date: 8/22/2013 8:56:00 PM

I enjoyed reading this creatively descriptive poem, Victoria! Your word choices made it come alive! Beautiful work! Love, Kim

Victoria Anderson-Throop
Date: 8/26/2013 4:23:00 PM

I am glad you enjoyed this work. If I made it come alive for you, the words did their job! I love to read comments--constructive criticism, positive and negative...so thanks for writing...V

Just That Archaic Poet

Date: 8/22/2013 9:01:00 AM

I could truly feel the hustle and bustle; you conveyed that feeling quite nicely. Makes me glad I live in a small, rural community in the country, away from all the chaos and noise. Good job and kudos; great piece! :)

Victoria Anderson-Throop
Date: 8/22/2013 5:17:00 PM

It's good to hear that the spirit of the piece came through. thanks for reading and especially thanks for letting me know! V