Vines Poem by Claire Hunter

Vines

Rating: 5.0


Vines twist and turn
Their way around the world
Weaving and wrapping
Slithering, as a snake
Curving and curling

No where to run
No one to turn to
Safety is unattainable
They are diseases
Hiding under the mask of beauty

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marieta Maglas 19 April 2010

Excellent. For me painting and poetry are one

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Adrian Cordova 18 April 2010

Claire, it would seem that you have seen through what a great deal if the world has not, and for that I applaud  you.10+

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Afzal Shauq 17 April 2010

fact is it what you expressed in this poem..heart touching idea and well written..10/10

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