Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

The Atrium

Setting, it provides the mood for any occasion.

the view of our city, an atrium of sorts that grows our inhibitions to a height of expression.

Bonding loose sand and and suppressed emotions into a compressed conglomerate of realization.

It brings the out the worst in a person but conversation converts fear into hope and we all tremble at the thunder of a persons first realization of their full potential.

Request permission to use this poem
c
Written by
chad-kerner
American
Published
Jun 18, 2013
Lines·Words
4·70
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell chad-kerner how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write