Hackpoems

Title: Miller's Diamond \| Submitted by: dswain \| Written by: Doug Swain \| Style: None

Blooming is the beat old town Trees full, green Bend with water, bend with time They've got somewhere to go: Up - Up - Up! While cities and towns spread out and around Street signs, street lights, none of it is ever the same People seem to never change One flower fortifies a garden One house vegetates a city And not one soul can see the change It's the same issues, same stories Same life in such a different place It's strange to think one could ever miss it A diamond of Miller Stands alone, silent in a field Neglected by those who can't know And forgotten by all those who wouldn't take the time Around each edge stands a player in the game of my life A different time, a different place, but never a different person And I stand at home Wondering why I came back Wild awkward and out of place just to stand here alone Like remains of the attic, dusted, settled, forgotten Like a distance city on a road fading, shrinking, disappearing Like leaving a memory behind absconding, removing, withdrawing Miller's diamond feels this overgrown, neglected, tired A small image of my life quiet, nostalgic, content The truth is, Miller's diamond never looked that good anyway Miller's Diamond

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