Frame Poem by Vincent Onyeche
Frame
There is this frame
Draining my big brains
With lots of claims
And proclaiming shame.
It has a school
And images that plough
Through; many colors
Dyed on the bedspreads;
And wet pillows
Dripping dark shadows,
Not ugly, not fine
Wishing to undo time.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: african poem,memory,past,pastime,remembrance
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4/25/2024 1:54:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dark shadows! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.