beneath my feet
these crunching leaves
the flaking pieces of a tree that could no longer hold on
void of life
beneath my feet
this hard-worn path
footprints made by travelers with no direction but the next step
leading nowhere
beneath my feet
this earthen ground
where man’s remains are buried for no one to find
no more to live
beneath my feet
convulsing sphere
spinning in space controlled by a force I can’t fully understand
unexplained rhythm
beneath my feet
all I’ve ever known
death and decay caused by the choices of mankind
world with an end
beneath my feet
there is no hope
but my soul is bound to a place where death and decay can never reach
life without end
by Sophia LaFleur
October 1, 2008
1 comment:
Wow...awesome poem Sophie...you truly have a gift. I can honestly say I have only written one good poem in my whole life, and sadly I turned it in for a project in English class never got it back. Anyways...very good poem Sophie.
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