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Submitted: Jan 30, 2008 Reads: 69 Comments: 7 Likes: 0
So one sits in life.
All around the strife.
From every angle comes life.
Pricking my cushion type strife.
Like missles from far away.
Into my life every day.
Confusion of others ways.
Finds my pin cushion life days.
Conflict from outside fills me.
My cushion of pins like limbs of a tree.
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I like this very much.
Posted: Jan 30, 2008
Please check out my latest Poewhit. your comments are always so clever and pleasant to have on my page.
Posted: Jan 30, 2008
quite intresting how long have you written poetry. i have only written it for a few years 2 and a half i think i prefer books
Posted: Jan 31, 2008
I enjoyed this writing! short but powerful in meaning!
Posted: Feb 12, 2008
this is a very deep poem and i like your metaphor of the pin cushion as life. it certainly seems that way for me right now. thank you for posting this
Posted: Mar 24, 2008
Just read this again, I enjoyed it still. It is good that you can write more than about Jesub. Are you also Struggling Poewhit? Join the army you said to me. No thanks, not after seeing what it did to my dad.
Posted: Mar 25, 2008
Read the poem liked the metaphor. My life is like a cheese grater.
Evelyn
Posted: May 3, 2008
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