Author: A. M. Laine
Now I Leave You For the Birds
Poem I went for a walk and found you growing in a small clearing of mulch and rocks. Few would hear if the tree of you fell. The birds in your hair would,...
A Collection of Short Poems
Short Poems Dishes Silverware askew, two empty plates, bits of food still clinging to the white china before being emptied down the sink, are all I have left of your voice, your face,...
Indecision Den
Introspective Poem Here I am again Thinking yes, saying no Staying here Wanting to go Stuck. Again. In this indecision den Stuck in fear of possible growth and change and expanding my range...
My Sole Dominion
Poem I betray the age of this earth. With my tongue I paint the flames of evening wheat fields; With my hair the billowing debutante gowns of willows; With my toes the dripping emerald...
Revolution of Self
Spoken Word Poem I need a revolution of my self. I need to overcome the alienation that society has imposed on me, separating what I do from who I am and know I...
Forgetting You on a Plane
Poem The stale oxygen in this human cargo air ship is drying each last molecule of stability I had on land and expelling it back into the soft, deadly blue surrounding through some...
