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Chair

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For years you praised my good posture;
my comfortable soul, my simple elegance.
You needed me when she was born,
to hold your heart so you could relax
if only for a moment.
I watched her grow; fit snugly in your arm
as you within mine.
I was a jungle gym, in constant need
of professional upholstering
which I never received; yet I didn't complain.
My limbs wore slowly, until eventual break;
but I was ever-present. I could not budge
until I was beyond repair.
Just trash;
I was but a chair.
I'm wondering most of all how you interpret this piece. Please elaborate.

Also, how can I improve this piece?
What needs work?
Any particular bits you're enjoying?
Or not?
What is the subject of this piece feeling?
Is there still love between the subject and it's family?
Is it logical to associate things with sentimental value with a specific persona?


I like this piece. It reminds me very much of my Nana.
Regardless, shred her! :D
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wispy-blue's avatar
i did a humble feature of your poem in my journal. i hope you won't mind. [link] thank you. :bow: