Michael Pruchnicki


Women Who Dwell Afar - Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Yes, I think after reading the posts
so steeped in mortal despair
and oozing with anguish

Like the women
slowly twisting
lilac stalks
who come and go
chatting aimlessly
of fashions
in this and that

They wander the halls
of gray anomie draped
In darkest aspect
hoping without hope
that their eye
will light
on what
they know not

They come and go
chatting and texting
of trivia
and still
they despair

Once in an age or two
they erupt with faux passion
hoping their beaux
do not dwell
on their fading charms
and withdraw
as they must

Languid and hopeless
they will linger
through eternity
frustrated
and unloved


Comments about Women Who Dwell Afar by Michael Pruchnicki

  • Freshman - 613 Points Sara Fielder (1/14/2012 8:06:00 AM)

    Like the women slowly twisting lilac stalks who come and go chatting aimlessly of fashions in this and that...great similie. I see women in Victorian dresses somehow. No, women will never change. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie John Lambremont, Sr. (3/7/2008 5:31:00 PM)

    Your point is well-taken, Mike. Some of the young female posters on here are lovesick but starving for more love, even if it's abusive. Sometimes I can't rate their 'poems', because my opinion might make them feel worse. Especially the urban teenagers. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 7, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, April 18, 2008


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