Author: A. M. Laine

Desert Thrills 0

Finding Middle Ground

Beauty once lead me on high Then dropped me down, a base reprise Colored blue, de-sensitized In purgatory, compromised I want to live, I want to die Feel life flash before my eyes Pinch...

traveling poem 0

Then I Walked Into You

Poem I found a clay hut while the desert stormed. Inside a monk sat on the packed ground Indian style, chanting the blues of the Ancients; centered soliloquist, unaware I laid prostrate before him....

wandering 1

Wandering

Walking down a sparse street Heavy hands Slow feet Heart strings tight like rubber bands Blending in like an unknown brand A street lamp shines with faulty light Giving false hope A cruel joke...

Poem About Nature 0

Orphans

Poem About Nature   Are like pine needles Fallen from their mother tree Landing on the shaded concrete Too many to count Too many to care for All pointing in different directions Some together...