Margaret O Driscoll

Gold Star - 28,715 Points (23 09 1960 / Ireland)

Bitter February - Poem by Margaret O Driscoll

Bitter February
The bleakest month
Tears rained down
Rain pelted against glass
The trappings of a market place
Bargains made about their tomorrows
She glanced at the rain rattled windows
Numbed with shock
Heavy with hurt
The leaden lump of injustice
They held each other walking out

Topic(s) of this poem: february, injustice, pain, rain


Comments about Bitter February by Margaret O Driscoll

  • Barry Middleton (1/31/2016 8:02:00 AM)


    Sometimes the pain in life seems too much to bear but we bear it anyway because we know their are many people in our lives who do care if we would only let them in. I think it takes two people not one to overcome. But I do not follow my own counsel. And being a hermit has certain advantages. (Report) Reply

    Margaret O Driscoll Margaret O Driscoll (1/31/2016 8:47:00 AM)

    A trouble shared is a trouble halved, is an old saying and a true one! Yes solitude is sometimes neccessary!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 31, 2016

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 23, 2016


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