Penelope’s Poems

April 6, 2009

Pandora in reverse

Filed under: poetry — penelopephoebe @ 7:42 am

Pandora in reverse


It started life as a small wooden box

And then, as it grew

In stature, its composition changed;

First to gold, well cherished

And finally to stone;

Fixed tightly shut with room for no more.

So many secrets

So many ills, such deeds undone and

Done too well;

A vacuum holds no deeds or secrets

It just exists has no

Feelings or concerns

The box sits in the vacuum and smiles.





  1. your words are deep.
    beautiful job.

    Comment by Jingle — September 28, 2010 @ 1:28 am | Reply

    • Thank you, Jingle.

      Comment by penelopephoebe — September 28, 2010 @ 6:44 am | Reply

  2. COOL BEANS! A keeper of secrets, a dream catcher of deeds…
    You rock!

    Comment by sillyfrogsusan — September 28, 2010 @ 11:02 am | Reply

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