Meg Anderson Poet Free verse

Out of Time

Take pity on me as I linger
I look both ways but find no solace.  

Rushing, racing I speed away 
but straight into a tree is where I lay...

I stumble and fall. I'm out of time.
 I am pushed and shoved and pulled astray.  

Rushing, racing I speed away 
but straight into a tree is where I lay...

They snicker and mock and storm ahead.
To find their next victim to fool and hate.  

Rushing, racing I speed away 
but straight into a tree is where I...lay...




For the contest (I can't breathe, a peaceful protest...)
Meg Anderson
11-20-14

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Poet Destroyer A April 26, 2015 at 8:39 PM :) LOL, sorry to come back so much. But, I get a notification anytime someone drops a reply to my comment. LINDA Meg Anderson April 30, 2015 at 10:50 AM its cool.. I love it when people come and visit! Thanks

Poet Destroyer A April 26, 2015 at 6:58 PM Hi Meg, thanks for the lovely reply on my comment. LINDA Meg Anderson April 26, 2015 at 8:04 PM Your welcome!

Poet Destroyer A April 18, 2015 at 6:32 PM Meg, it was nice seeing Cyndi's "I CAN'T BREATHE, generous list." Hope you enjoyed the showcase of this powerful contest theme, thank you for sharing the message. XOX ~LINDA~ Meg Anderson April 18, 2015 at 8:22 PM Thank you. This was a chance to share a part of my life that I will never forget but have truly learned from and grown.

Shadow Hamilton April 16, 2015 at 9:45 AM congrats on win hugs Meg Anderson April 16, 2015 at 11:04 AM Awe thank you!

Liam Mcdaid December 30, 2014 at 10:52 PM powerful pen packed with emotions meg excellent piece wishing you a happy new year Meg Anderson December 31, 2014 at 10:32 AM Liam, thank you. This piece was based on actual events that occurred to me when I was in school. Have a Happy New Year to you as well.

Robert Johnson November 22, 2014 at 10:02 PM A dead end street can be rebuilt. And then the traffic flows. A vision into what's ahead is what one hopefully knows. Peace. :) Meg Anderson November 22, 2014 at 10:39 PM Thank you.

Jan Allison November 21, 2014 at 6:08 AM powerful write on bullying - I too have written about my experience as a child and also a poem on cyber bullying which sadly is all too common nowadays:-( Great poem! Hugs jan xx Meg Anderson November 21, 2014 at 11:58 AM Thank you. This was written about a dark time in my life when I was tormented in school. I write for myself and write for awareness.