Caves | Teen Ink


November 21, 2009
By CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
CharmingChar PLATINUM, Bronxville, New York
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Favorite Quote:
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.
Robert Frost

Dark, dark, dark
Entombed inside
A scene from the woods
The trees form a mold, a frame
Taking on the dark, mysterious
Enfolded in a shell, the zipper is stuck
Mighty are the bonds that hold
Tightening an unbreakable tie
The black, tough, iron bark weighs and pulls down
Break, break through

A chink, a hole, a bight
Light, sun, fire
Peek through the window, see the world
Shed, peel, pull don’t let go, keep on trying
Open the lock, show the key, give, share
Trust and live. Open the lock
Let go

Fly, soarm breathe free, live alive
Be known, be happy and laugh
Have fun, enjoy, be real, love the light
Go out, get out, be out, live out

The dark invades, the shell is lowered
Encasing, fossilizing
Trapped in unyielding darkness

The author's comments:
Sometimes you just feel like there's no way to escape because it always comes back.

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