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My Square Lair

Poetry By: attanasio

I wrote this for a competition sponsored by Lady Black. The requirement was a form poem (No free verse) of any length about the SQUARE shape.

Submitted:Nov 23, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 11    Likes: 7   

My Square Lair


Hidden in my castle, is my lair

It is small room, I never share

A secret door, behind my chair

Opens to my private square


A cube of stone, completely bare

Six sides in all, naught but for air

Candle in hand; I sit and stare

At the walls, in my perfect square


Able to concentrate, fully aware

Not even a draft, making a flare

Escaping thoughts, I wait to snare

As I sit and think, in my square


If I am troubled when in there

I take a moment to prepare

By reciting a humble little prayer

Between God and me and square


I endeavor to be wise and fair

For my subjects, I really care

My goal, to ease their despair

Inspiration come; to my square



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