A Poem by Regan Meade

A solitary figure among the trees

Ignores the on-goings around her

Nothing matters more than the book

Wishing to be something else

Fairytale endings don't exist


Fighting has started again

Obnoxious sounds rise from their throats

I wish they’d stop

Magick is not a miracle anymore.


Scratching of pencils on paper

The cool air straight off the water

Days like this are few and far between

But they are the only things I have

A lone stone

Along the Sandy river.

© 2014 Regan Meade

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Regan Meade
Constructive criticism please! I would like to "hear" your interpretation

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Added on April 8, 2014
Last Updated on April 8, 2014
Tags: nature, stones, fairytale, exist, personification


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