The Coffin Poem by Greg Allum

The Coffin



Folded away
in a
coffin of creases
the dormant words of love
lay
sleeping

Delicate fingers
pull
softly at worn edges
as letters
flap their wings and
soar into the night

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deborah Cromer 13 December 2009

Your title caught my eye. This piece has some intense emotion. Good thought and deep feeling. You have the right ingredients! Makes the mind work. Debbie

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