Robert Green


Bag Of Bones - Poem by Robert Green

Just a bag of bones
At which life throws its stones
Time passes, I hear them creak
If only they could speak
Ask now! Before it's too late
Of their life and fate
I hear them groan
Against life's pressure
Against others measure
Am I just a bag of bones?



RG


Comments about Bag Of Bones by Robert Green

  • Gold Star - 16,206 Points * Sunprincess * (10/30/2012 7:42:00 PM)

    wow..interesting and intriguing..this is a nice poem.. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Karen Sinclair (7/5/2012 5:17:00 PM)

    I love a piece that is written out of the normality of poetry and this is such a write...sometimes it seems thats all we are when they ache with age...lovely piece tyvm (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 3, 2012


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