Tim Smith Poet Personification

Side To Side

Side to side
beaten a hundred times
at the hands of pride
down the line   smashed
how long will it last
on the floor   crashed

Side to side
aimlessly tossed before I fly
the innocent left to cry
deflated I hide
in shame    but to you
it was just a game

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Joseph May October 1, 2016 at 7:38 PM Congrats on your win Tim

John Watt October 1, 2016 at 12:30 PM Poignant and powerful. Congrats, Tim ~ John

Francis J Grasso October 1, 2016 at 10:41 AM Congrats, Tim!

Beautiful Scars October 1, 2016 at 10:29 AM well written, like Janice said this is very open to interpretation, that's very intriguing Tim, enjoyed this a lot. congratulations on your placement :)-luloo

Janice Canerdy October 1, 2016 at 8:54 AM A 7 for this fine open-to-interpretation WINNING poem, Tim. Janice

Arthur Vaso September 29, 2016 at 2:19 PM This is a very Olympic sized poem!!!!! :)

Demetrios Trifiatis September 29, 2016 at 12:29 PM Powerful and emotional my friend, Tim! Very well written!

Daniel Turner September 29, 2016 at 11:41 AM Very nebulous, Tim. Could be interpreted many ways. I guess I'll commit to someone tossing your love aside. Probably wrong but that's the way I see it.

Charmaine Chircop September 29, 2016 at 4:59 AM This is a sad poem Tim..I do believe there alwahs those who will toss us at a side..and those who genuinely care...Those that toss aside..make us appreciate those who truely care more...So hopefully ..someone elses game will turn in our favour.Sad and powerful

Jan Allison September 29, 2016 at 2:18 AM Is it to do with baseball Tim - not that I have a clue about sports:-) hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian September 29, 2016 at 12:49 AM Very sad, Tim. Very well worded, but so sad. There is a quote that comes to mind..."with all the toys in the world, you chose to play with my heart." Never forgot that quote. This is also revealed in the worlds of your poem. These games are not fun to play. Hugs

Andrea Dietrich September 28, 2016 at 11:48 PM I agree with Victor. Open to interpretation. It reminded me of a game in which a kid is being tossed side to side, which is what a person has done to you, I imagine! Nice one, tim.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 28, 2016 at 7:10 PM Well done Tim

Eve Roper September 28, 2016 at 1:00 PM very emotional write, Tim, do love it :) Hugs eve

Anne-Lise Andresen September 28, 2016 at 12:51 PM - A lot of emotion, Tim - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Casarah Nance September 28, 2016 at 12:47 PM reminds me of the fly i just swatted off my windowsill. hugs

Beautiful Scars September 28, 2016 at 12:08 PM wow Tim, this is crazy deep, I absolutely love it-love the rhyme flow :)-luloo