A Foyer, an original poem by PoetryGrrrl

I used to go to writing workshops and poetry workshops on weekends with my Advanced English teacher and a couple other students.  This was one of my scribblings from a weekend at UW Stevens Point on 7-6-1993.  I was 15 when I wrote this.

Sharply defined contours
chiseled lovingly
by metal that caressed and
filed cement,
precision controlled by a human hand;
sanded and worked into perfection
beams gripping the walls like hands
or like a noose
they will be here long after I am gone

Original Poetry is © 2011 PoetryGrrrl.com – all rights reserved – no reproduction without my explicit permission.

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