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Nobody's Child

  • Writer: Kerry Orchard BMP
    Kerry Orchard BMP
  • Apr 4, 2018
  • 1 min read

Surrounded by silence in a room filled with noise,

emptiness strangles the soul.

A bottomless pit,

the belly,

we are not whole.


Shadowed by longing,

shamed by tragedy,

a butterfly escapes the net,

only to be caught by the spiders greed.


A fleeting kiss,

a light touch,

for her we long,

we do not belong.


Kerry Orchard 2018


Poem girl on swing
Poem Nobody's Child





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