No woman is an island.


Today's Sadness


Lost on an island
In the middle of the ocean
How many years have I been here?
With the coconuts and the palm trees
The freshwater stream and the fish
Oh, I can survive.
Oh, I will survive.
That's not the question.
It's so boring here
With the sun beating down
My perpetual sunburn
Did I get too close?
Did I demand too much?
All I wanted was a little attention
Not even love
Just....

So I am alone
It's the same as being with people
Exactly the same
The waves wash ashore
I could go for a swim
Do you think I will ever be rescued?
Are your harsh words indication enough?
The sun beats down
I look for shade
And find none.


June 9, 2007

© 2007 Anne Westlund




Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2007-07-02 at 18:31

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Rob Graber
Yes, this is a very cool & inspired write, no question!
2007-07-03


penfold18
I like the analogy of this, reminds me of the saying "man cannot live on bread alone" there is truth in this a wonderful and thought provoking write Anne.
2007-07-02