The Voice Of The Telephone Line Poem by LeAnn Roderick
The Voice Of The Telephone Line
With shaking hands she dials a number she knew once upon a life. Within the flood of memories shadows hidden in the dark start to come out into the light. Catching her breath as the phone rings one two three times. Slowly she exhales with a sigh at the sound of the operator. The voice of the disconnected telephone line
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Lost
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