Sylvia Thomas

Rookie (Los Angeles)

Just So Tired - Poem by Sylvia Thomas

Seeing,
Fleeing,

We do what we do everyday,
but we have not much to say,

Slowly,
Gradually,

everything becomes blurry,
because everyone's in a hurry,

then they soon forget
that they are just

too tired.


Comments about Just So Tired by Sylvia Thomas

  • Meggie GultianoMeggie Gultiano (11/28/2008 6:59:00 PM)

    this is simply nice.Love it (Report)Reply

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  • Fil LeBoeuf (9/23/2006 9:31:00 PM)

    Coming from a poet out of LA I can relate to the hustle-bustle of my hometown north of ya in sf. Well written...especially like the single lines pulled apart from other stanzas. Works very well. Right on!
    ~Fil
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 23, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 18, 2010


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