charise-clarkeWhisper

English
Sort
Jigsaw piecesMy breath like smoke in the air, / squelching my feet in icy puddles, / they are broken pieces of sky reflected.
5
Oct 5, 2010
We bang the drums tooMine’s a sort of light, musical, dancing / tread, a never-ending thread of notes / on a string, a slight ring upon the ears,
18
Oct 5, 2010
Robin OrangebreastI’d much rather push up daffodils than daisies, / should summer be renamed sprung? / Last winter, so cold
20
Oct 5, 2010
Strange DreamsWhen she was very young she read Ann Frank, / And her daddy’s serial killer novels that he / Carelessly left in the bathroom,
12
Oct 5, 2010
FrustrationStuck, screaming in a traffic jam, the cars / Suddenly veer across the lanes. Desperate- / To get to their destinations. So late,
14
Oct 5, 2010
MistsCold damp streetvoid, / Lamps illuminate the blanks. / ******* sacks on stained old mats,
5
Oct 5, 2010
Nights TogetherThoughts unfurl like smoke. / You blew a circle of it, / your face lay in the centre
19
Oct 5, 2010
DistanceEvery tread was filled with dread, / marching through march alone, / desperate to get it over with,
19
Oct 5, 2010
View through a windowShouts and screams, / bangs in dreams. / We shuddered in the bunk beds
23
Oct 5, 2010
Experimental JazzAngora on cashmere / our parents have never been in love, / and you make me feel so smug
26
Oct 5, 2010
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write