Kim Morrison Poet Sonnet

The Room

A room once filled with life and joyful sound
                                         now stands silent in total darkness.
                                         Its walls are weighted heavy with sadness,
                                         the child that used to live there can’t be found.

                                         His room looks terribly bleak and dusty.
                                         The smile on the toy clown is upside down.
                                         The tattered toy animals wear a frown.
                                         The child’s room feels cold, and empty.

                                         The unloved little boy has long since gone.
                                         He now lives with God in a peaceful place.
                                         No longer will tears stream down his small face.
                                         By tomorrow all his toys will be gone.

                                         In the bare room the rocking horse resides.
                                         All twisted and bent with marks on its sides.

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Robert Lindley March 8, 2015 at 6:57 AM Great poem. A7 and one of life's greatest tragedies is that of children unloved and often even abused. Kim Morrison March 8, 2015 at 8:24 AM Thank You! This is a very old piece of mine and it was inspired by a well publicized child abuse case here in Florida.

Daver Austin September 8, 2014 at 12:10 PM Sad, Brought a tear. Congrats on the selection. daver Kim Morrison September 8, 2014 at 5:01 PM Thank You!

Terry O'Leary September 8, 2014 at 6:45 AM Very clever... Kim Morrison September 8, 2014 at 10:51 AM Thank You! This is a oldie. This is one of the first pieces of poetry I ever wrote. It was inspired by the notorious Bradly McGee child abuse case that occurred here in Florida years ago. Bradly died a brutal death at the hands of those who should have loved him.

Joseph Matose September 1, 2013 at 2:22 AM I thoroughly enjoyed the poem KM. Thanks for sharing. JM Kim Morrison September 1, 2013 at 12:04 PM Thank You again JM! This is a very old one perhaps one of my first and the inspiration for it came from a real child abuse case.

Eileen Manassian May 25, 2013 at 5:18 AM Another amazing piece, Kim....exceptional in the journey it takes the reading on...visualizing what may have happened to the little one. That last line says it all....Amazing! Kim Morrison May 25, 2013 at 2:48 PM Eileen This is one of my earliest pieces of poetry. I remember getting a A on it in college. I was trying to write a sonnet, but it never had the feel of a sonnet to me, so I lumped it in with my free verse. This one was inspired by a famous child abuse case here in Florida. Thanks Kim