Secluded
Walled away, my will
to climb high sky and sink teeth
Fingernails grow, yet they keep digging
at same dirt
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Poem inspired by dVerse Poets Pub’s Meeting the Bar: The Cinquain … Expanded.
Secluded
Walled away, my will
to climb high sky and sink teeth
Fingernails grow, yet they keep digging
at same dirt
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Poem inspired by dVerse Poets Pub’s Meeting the Bar: The Cinquain … Expanded.
feels rather stuck…or trapped…
like digging in sand only to see the hole fill right back up