keeping the peace
she was an unlucky kind of girl
and though she wasn’t sure
what that meant
she loved to say it nonetheless
born scorpio with pisces rising
she always wondered
why there wasn’t a thirteenth house
one in which she could run and
hide from a world spinning inwards
safely tucked inside her
mysteriously secretive mind
she only assumes a
peacekeeping role after
extinguishing all other options
august two thousand fourteen
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Very nice portrait of a scorpio and girl on the verge of something indescribable, J. I totally relate!
Thank so much, Millie – glad you enjoyed this one!
OMG – love this, John – that first line is a killer! K
Thanks so much, Kathleen! 😀
I’m an unlucky kind of girl extinguishing all other options…
Love this poem! x
So glad you do – thank you!
The first stanza says so much.
Thank you, Björn – maybe she is luckier than she knows!
Love this one! 🙂
thank you so much Melanie 😀