deepundergroundpoetry.com
Pillows...
Random pillows,
piled on a chair.
Different sizes,
different fillings.
Red, yellow,
plain, some with flowers.
Life’s a pile,
different stories
different looks.
Each is different
but each the same.
Each lies waiting
for that hand to
change their fate.
Like pillows in a pile
waiting, always waiting.
piled on a chair.
Different sizes,
different fillings.
Red, yellow,
plain, some with flowers.
Life’s a pile,
different stories
different looks.
Each is different
but each the same.
Each lies waiting
for that hand to
change their fate.
Like pillows in a pile
waiting, always waiting.
Published 16th May 2020
Author's Note
Seem like we are in a state of constant anticipation these days
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 275
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
16th May 2020 1:59pm
Love the originality of this ... taking something like a pile of pillows and making it dynamic ... anxious ... great flow and cadence with this to carry the effect ...
16th May 2020 2:08pm
