Elizabeth Sharon
Bayou City Branch 2
it’s a relationship with a greenish hue
old copper rust through time
a penny awash in the sea of hands
ole miss Liberty in the sun
when it was new, shiny, freshly minted
there was trust in what was seen
in what lay beneath the gleam
but sorely still the glimmer fades
each broken trust and confidence
an oxidized splotch, a leaking flue
and in the process, sore through life
trust lost a part and fell to rust
Really nice! My long-ago English teacher, Miss Jayne, would have called this “pithy.” There is much meaning in a few carefully chosen words.
Clever extended metaphor. I love the ending internal rhyme.
Ditto! and wow… What a visual in words.
Wow! This is GOOD! Riveting, heartfelt and so very much today. Kudos, Elizabeth!
A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS!
NICE JOB.