Posted in Rhyme, September 2013

The Sacrifice

It’s done. It’s  over,
The locks lay in piles on the floor.
The curls of contention,
Are no more.

Pushed to the breaking point,
He gave in.
He gave up the hair he loved,
And the dream he held within.

To conform to others wishes,
He put his feelings aside.
He became their new person,
While his real identity died.

Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson   09-15-13
Dedicated to my grandson Dylan

Posted in Mirror Cinquain, September 2013

Word Power

Life. Death.
The difference
Is often a thin thread
That one careless word could snap and break.
Caution
Needed.
Be very careful when speaking words.
They have power to change life
For better or worse.
Choose wisely.

Mirror Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson  09-14-13