Sticks and Stones

#30in30 Poem 5 of 30

Sticks and Stones

One simple word
It fell from your lips
Like a sack of flour
From the cupboard
To the floor
The aftermath was the same
Time froze as it teetered
On the edge of your lips
Tumbling to the ground
Finalizing its deed
With a deep heavy thud

Will Brown

Will Brown is a poet, blogger, and a scanner of all things new. He also currently blogs at Help Desk Helps where he discusses tips and issues affecting the help desk professional.

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