Barriers may fall, but not their shadows.
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Barbed wire unravels
Spools across streets
Holed. Cratered.
Unerasable scars
Fester
Mould that stays.
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A child sees all
Peeking through a curtain
The eaves above his window
Try to close.
Protect.
The smell of stone,
Damp,
Dividing.
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It falls.
Shatters
In parts.
Concrete
Remains.
A whole heart--
Now two.
Sentences, cut off
Half spoken.
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His eyes--
Open.
Eyelids raised.
Time does not--
Stop.
She
Hums his name
A lullaby
In a prison
Beyond the wire.
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Concrete
Crumbled.
Still hardens
lost souls.
In streets
With patched holes.
A soft lullaby
Hummed.
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The soft lilt
trails.
But then circles.
With etched footprints
That spool--
Beyond
New
Wire.
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Original poem by Michelle Liew. AI tags are coincidental.
For Mikeydred's August prompt:
And Vocal's This is How I remember It Challenge:
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
Comments (3)
A very strong feeling poem. Love the vivid details of it as well.
This was so emotional. Loved your poem!
This really sticks with you⦠so vivid and heavy with emotion.