Witch Dear Witch, I hear your words, so clear and plain. And tell you, I have felt the same. Until a lesson learnt one day,…
From poetry to prose and everything in between
Month: July 2019
I am made of tears,
Silent and unshed.
So hardened
The sharpest diamond blades
Could not cut them.
Like a Stranger at a bus stop Like a stranger at a bus stop you looked at me, Your rage obvious in your clenched shoulders,…
Adam was sick. He lay in bed with the duvet pulled up over his head feeling very sorry for himself. Adam had chicken pox….He was bored out of his mind.
Cold I have a cold I cannot breathe These germs have got it in for me. My nose is raw My eyes are wet Just…
A naked girl, a caravan,
A snake with just one eye,
An armful of rare orchids..
Tell me…
Can a bullfrog fly?
…And trapped inside their rules they stay
And die a little more each day,
And soon forget they’d ever been
More than a hating, lie machine….
Deep down,
Deeper than doubt,
Deeper than love,
Deeper than everything.
Cold and still.
Here little fishy.
Wrap me up inside your cool flesh.