A Poem a Day

During the year 2015 I have chosen to take on a challenge to write a poem everyday. I will try to put them all here everyday.


259. September 16th

Wisps of grey-white hair flying across

His old wrinkled face.

Bright blue eyes sunken in their sockets,

With crescents of white either side.


Shrunken lips curved up at the sides

Forming the beginnings of a smile,

A dull white tooth peeps through

Like a white rock half-buried in the earth.


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