Sarah Capella Smith

Rookie (17th August 1988 / Solihull)

Strings (8th July 2006)

Poem by Sarah Capella Smith

Sweet.
A pink ribbon
Around the neck
Of a cake.
But I cannot eat it -

It is too lavish!
The lips
Run deep with secrets.
A block of soap
Lodged;

How long
Has that been there? I guess
We will never know.
The exposure would
Kill me.

My flesh tingles.
I pull
A weak smile
And tinge.
“I just want to slip away”

Enough love.
Webs
Of temptation cower me…and I
Refuse
To be a string in the net.

Give me
My space; I need to
Breathe. In the far distance -
Red -
The sun melts upon my dreams.

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Comments about Strings (8th July 2006) by Sarah Capella Smith

  • pete rigs (10/4/2006 7:51:00 AM)

    Very impresive, keep up the great work!(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 1, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 30, 2010