In The Middle Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

In The Middle

Rating: 5.0


I stand
In the middle
In the middle,
Where there is no path;
The walls are too high.

Love's sweet promises
Bade me smile -
But how does one smile
When standing in the middle,
In the middle,
Squeezed between
Broken dreams and the debris
From shattered
Realities!

Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elena Sandu 20 May 2016

Wow, brilliant poem, thank you, Dorothy! With time our smiles might grow irony over the promisses of sweet love... I guess.. Love is sweet only before 20. After that may become salty as a possible need to create and nourish our heart for unconditional love..

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