The Bust
This poem is one of my ‘raw’ wopowrimo poems and is about a bust of a young widow in the Cheltenham Museum and Art Gallery.
Veiled
Bleached looking bone
Carved
Sad hooded eyes
Full of grief
Distorted
Hidden in folds
Looking out
In sorrow
Posted: Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010 @ 6:38 pm
Categories: WoPoWriMo.
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