Delilah Miller

Rookie (San Diego)

Cloudy Bell Jar - Poem by Delilah Miller

Someone remind me it's a beautiful life;
even if it's the ground keeping you the right way up.

Trip yourself, pat down yourself, unwind yourself and brush off yourself.
I do it all like I've done for everyone else.

The bubble of loneliness always seems ready to pop
while I try to give it a happier name,
As in art, light and movement persist to never stay the same,
Watching summer fade out of my skin
and my eyes and the air I breath.
Still the ground's under me
and I'm under a huge cloudy bell jar.


Comments about Cloudy Bell Jar by Delilah Miller

  • Rookie Stewart Green (9/5/2008 8:35:00 AM)

    “The bubble of loneliness always seems ready to pop” and “Watching summer fade out of my skin” – really nice words! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Viola Grey (8/24/2008 12:42:00 AM)

    'The bubble of loneliness always seems ready to pop
    while I try to give it a happier name, '.......

    what an amazing line....ripped right out of my own heart...I can definately relate to this piece...great work (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 24, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, February 2, 2009


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