Sophia White

Rookie - 3 Points ('90 / America)

Out The Window - Poem by Sophia White

The people are so brightly clad
And sashes and scarves and jewelry fly
The air is filled with song and laughter
To which all the people set to dancing.

I watch from a window with pleasure
One eye shut, to see it all the best.
Deep within my stomach, there’s a hole
But I ignore the knots and disquiet.

After all, the streamers join the buildings
In a great mass of color, joy, and light,
And the music rattles the clouds above
With the cymbals and the bells and the beat.

I watch one little girl tossing flowers
In a wild and carefree sort of way
Her little feet are dancing down the street
With no worries and no sorrows so haunt her.

I watch, and my heart fills with longing,
And I want to look for all eternity.
But soon, my arms grow sore and weak,
And I am forced to lower the kaleidoscope.

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Comments about Out The Window by Sophia White

  • (3/7/2007 1:26:00 PM)

    longing.. in a discerning manner.

    keep on

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011

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