Sandy

A Poem by Regan Meade

A solitary figure among the trees

Ignores the on-goings around her

Nothing matters more than the book

Wishing to be something else

Fairytale endings don't exist

Fighting has started again

Obnoxious sounds rise from their throats

I wish they’d stop

Magick is not a miracle anymore.

Scratching of pencils on paper

The cool air straight off the water

Days like this are few and far between

But they are the only things I have

A lone stone

Along the Sandy river.

© 2014 Regan Meade

Author's Note

Constructive criticism please! I would like to "hear" your interpretation

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Added on April 8, 2014
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Regan Meade

Boise, ID

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I am the girl that hides in the shadows working her magic from the background. I am the one many seek comfort from. I am the one who hides her pain and true feelings behind a mask of happiness. I am t.. more..