Author: VK Lynne

good and evil poem 1

Carrion Cost

Poem   I believed him a sheep, because I felt the fleece, But the wolf was always there. I never felt the sharpness of his teeth, So his secret hadn’t cost me a care....

Poetry about struggle 0

Waterbed

Poem To the naked eye, it was a fine mattress. The woman, supine, seemed serene on the waves- gentle and small (it’s only a waterbed, after all.) But zoom in- you may notice her...

poem about choice 0

Dual

Poem   The arena was informal, but the stakes were high. The crowd, eerily silent, chose champions, But kept their preferences to themselves. She watched and wrung her hands with dismay, Yet did not...

Back Alley 0

Alleyways

One step, and a thick, warm fog wraps around me. My head swims; my eyes grow heavy. I can barely see- everything is blurry. I know that I’ve been here before, And in my...

life poem 0

Boomerang

Life Poem Sometimes it comes back… Like cat who’s been away on a spree, Or like the smell of a night flower, Blooming again for the summer. Sometimes it comes back, And it feels...

Reflection poem 0

Vision

Poem   “I still don’t see it.” He sighed. Trying to stay patient, he pointed again. I looked in the direction he indicated, But my vision ended at his fingertip. He rubbed his temples....