I, The Statue Poem by Connor J. Wade
I, The Statue
Rating: ★4.5
If a statue in itself duly finds,
In a winter which could chill fiery stone,
The urge to dance, surely will other minds
Shun it for having a mind of its own.
Even summer's vivacity can't cure
An effigy so iced, oppressed, enclosed;
For winter has thus rendered me demure,
And I, the statue, stand in cold repose.
Thursday, July 11, 2013
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