Author: A. M. Laine

poem about letting go 0

Hangnail

Poem   If my heart were a hand you would be the hangnail that, no matter what size or sharpness of tweezer I use to pry you from between the dry, exposed skin and...

read love poems 0

My Captain

Love Poem   I saw you gliding o’er the water, rowing in a steady, slow rhythm toward the place on the sand where I stood, in the white wash of the words you whispered...

sad love poetry 0

Out of Reach

Love Poem   You are the object of my affection and the subject of these words I want to write about you in each open space on this blank sheet of matter and immortalize...

nature poem 0

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,...

Spoken Word Poem 2

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...