Thursday, July 26, 2012

National Poetry Day - My contribution...

Okay it needs work but I do think there's a poem in there somewhere

For All The Lost Girls

By Melinda Szymanik

They’re calling my name
But I’m not her anymore.
By chance,
Picked up
Put down,
Lost at sea
Buried in the sand

There’s no outlook,
No chance of stormy weather
Slammed doors
Lost touch.

Pitch a tent,
Query the neighbours,
Let the dogs out.
But I’m gone
Whatever you find
I’m not her anymore.


Fifi Colston said...


Old Kitty said...

Love the abrupt determined rhythm! Thank you! Take care