Showing posts with label Solitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Solitude. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
Two Sentence Tuesday #14
His only distraction from the grating five AM desolation was the spiteful choir of voices in his head. How strange that he found their taunts comforting…
Monday, June 20, 2011
The Spinster Sat Alone
The Spinster Sat Alone
By Brandon Palzkill
The jilted spinster sat alone,
scattering breadcrumbs, feeding birds.
Remembering his empty words;
the only love she’d ever known.
The morning came and he had flown,
her virgin heart was ripped in thirds,
the jilted spinster sat alone,
scattering breadcrumbs, feeding birds.
her broken heart became deterred,
from feeling, just to be injured,
her dreams of love, forever blown,
the jilted spinster sat alone.
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