Kaia Gronnbeck

Rookie - 3 Points (1979 / Norway)

It - Poem by Kaia Gronnbeck

Cruel beyond words
IT breaks the surface
Filling my stomac
Filling my chest
My lungs
My throat
My Head

Choking me
Burning me
Eating away at my mind

Subsiding for a while
Waves are calming
The ocean is quiet
ITs
Lurking beneath the black water
Hiding
Waiting
For the next wind
To come along
To whip up a new storm
To release IT from its depth
Enabeling it once more
To wreak havoc on an unprotected mind


Comments about It by Kaia Gronnbeck

  • Ekaterina M. Polischuk (3/3/2012 11:32:00 AM)


    hm.... strange poem)))) .... but i like it) (Report) Reply

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  • Victoria Gauci (1/20/2012 3:51:00 PM)


    IT is powerful and menacing. Run, run away! (Report) Reply

  • (12/21/2011 12:44:00 AM)


    What's IT that gnaws inside us to break through all barriers and fill our being?
    I am touched.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 1, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 22, 2012


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