Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Poetic Asides Wednesday prompt: Isolation

Inner Isolation
by Laurie Kolp

The hole became bigger

as she dug further down,

until a seed was planted

that freed her firm frown.

No longer quarantined

because of isolation’s crown,

she buried misconceptions

covered attitudes in brown.

Soon the seed became a tree

whose limbs enwrapped her gown,

fulfilled that empty hole with

God’s love she did drown.

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