Twisted Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Twisted



It once held tender promise
but neglectful abuse
created only a survivor;
one that grew backward
unseen there in its darkness.
Angry roots burrowed deep
into silent soil
where destiny created a menace
that would choke all life,
all hope from beauty's garden.
A gnarled and twisted bully;
it can only find strength
by preying upon and
strangling the life from others.

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