Wooden Box

Virginia Wolfe on Nov 4, 2008

Tags: friendship, heart ache, Imagined Happiness, Life, love, lover, prince charming, Relationships, Virginia Wolfe

One of my journal writings that turned into a poem.

Trapped in a wooden box,
weary from the heat.
Sick from the stench of tar
friends come and go
the image of Prince Charming so near
try to imagine, to love and image
illusions fade
Mr. Charming to the rescue
strong and kind
wooden box shattered
imagined happiness, contentment real
swept away, but where’s my Prince
friendship gone

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papaleng on Nov 5, 2008
nice flow and straightforward delivery of the poet’s thoughts.
Virginia Wolfe on Nov 6, 2008
Thank you papaleng. I do not have very many poems, I seem to only write poetry when I am sad with a situation, and I always get them from the scribbles in my journal. ~Virginia
Pixie of Pain on Nov 7, 2008
Your approach is very effective. Beautiful execution. Wonderful poem.
Virginia Wolfe on Nov 7, 2008
thanks pixie, i wrote that more than 3 years ago and it still chokes me up a bit to read it…
Adam Henry Sears on Dec 11, 2008
Hi, Virginia, how are you?
I like this poem a lot, it has a good ending.
R J Evans on Dec 12, 2008
Excellent poem.
Chris Stonecipher on Dec 15, 2008
Wonderful poem Virginia! I thumbed this one too.
eddiego65 on Dec 16, 2008
Great poem!
Virginia Wolfe on Dec 31, 2008
thank all of you for your comments.

have a wonderful new year!!!
Brian Daniel Stankich on Feb 9, 2009
You need to beware of those men types. Brian
Milton H Peebles III on Feb 16, 2009
Very interesting. Wish this place did StarS instead of just a single “I Like It” I give you 4 StarS.

Take Care, DreamSweet and let Your Heart Shine!
milty
Virginia Wolfe on May 11, 2009

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