Tagged: poem 25
Hinterland
You There As I see you from this close I can imagine worser things still within my mind But you may like that It’s unfair that one should be left so broken and away...
Through Time
You can hear the steps On the road Suffocated sounds and voices In the distance You can almost feel the sun On your skin And see the sky From the window The world is...
Isn’t it Beautiful?
Poem Spirits in my head Invisible to you But so real to me. Ghosts move about In the most silent moments Putting me to sleep. Do you see The colorful bouquet Growing out...
The Sojourner
Life Poetry Walking down this dusty road Shaped by those before me It crumbles behind face As I sojourn in this place Grassy lands begin to brown From under my bare feet Egressing...
Life Lesson
Poem All I learned from life is you never know what’s about to follow, what’s true and real, when it’s gonna rain, when the time will stop, if your smile will last or...
Whisper My Name
Poem This white-hot cold Drips down my ribs; Ice that burns like fire. Even the rain cannot cool or fade The red scars from my back. The wood of the table leg Is...
Descending Darkness
Poem Sometimes darkness surrounds bones and flesh…all is dead among the corpses of the past winds of despair are blowing fast Darkness descends spirits evil transcend and the sun is sleeping poisoned, bloody,...
I Can Remember My Dreams
Poem Here rest your head upon this pillow and sleep no more Simply rest That is all that is required You don’t know what to do so do nothing Nothing is an Art...
Buying Time
Poem Wandering aimlessly, waiting for a spark from city to city, working from the start. Constantly misfitting, holding on to pictures of the past, A calendar of future, with appointment filled tasks. Is...
The Queen of Hearts
Poem The Queen looks down, her tower piercing clouds, She beckons them to leave the woodland’s shrouds. She rests her palms on panes of moonlight glass. Come out, young dead, bare feet upon...
A Bug’s Death
Standing, staring into the cold, white interior of the bath. A crane fly is caught in the trickle of the tap, helpless. One wing lifeless, the other madly flapping to no avail. For a...
