Delilah Miller

Rookie (San Diego)

A Sidewalk

Poem by Delilah Miller

I am a sidewalk that cannot handle another footstep;
A bone that is too weak to be broken
because it halted growth and from motion is kept.
And I'm the game machine spitting out tokens.

The ocean floor is delightful
in comparison to the covering upon my heart.
Slowly, it bends to pressure, refusing my pull!
I wait for you to disappoint me before you start.

The idea of stopping my own darkness
mocks reality and propels hope into despondency.
It's a mask on my face when I wish to wear it like a crest.
I mean to tell the truth, and end up peddling destiny.


Comments about A Sidewalk by Delilah Miller

  • Adam Holmes (4/29/2008 2:07:00 AM)

    'Im the game machine spitting out tokens'- what a great line. fantastic poem(Report)Reply

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  • Max Reif (9/17/2007 11:13:00 AM)

    your first line reminded me of these lines from W.B. Yeats' 'Crazy Jane on God'
    I had wild Jack for a lover;
    Though like a road
    That men pass over
    My body makes no moan
    But sings on:
    All things remain in God.

    (ps: the whole poem is on POEMHUNTER)(Report)Reply

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  • Tapas Dutta (7/21/2007 2:30:00 AM)

    pretty strong....very well written(Report)Reply

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  • Goldy Locks (2/22/2007 10:25:00 PM)

    YES! ! Excellent concept(s) , development. all-around, Colette. ~~sjg(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011