#14 - The Poetry Library Corner



I was in a bookshop earlier today and read a bit of a book about writing poetry. The author suggested to write only 50 words , and then turn them into a poem. So I tried this tonight.


She hides
In a quiet corner of the
Poetry Library, gathering
Her thoughts
As the wind blows across the river
And the orchestra plays nearby.
People mill about but she is well hidden,
Sitting on a red cushion in the corner.
Safe and warm
Whilst the music washes over her.

Comments

  1. Unknown22 April 2013 at 01:13

    What a fun idea for a poem. I love it.

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    1. Kerridwen22 April 2013 at 18:12

      Thanks!! I was very inspired by the prompt I found.

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