Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2013
Spirit low
unknown blow
haze, hail
dormant flow...
Emotions disguised
faint blight
bleak, recite
nemesis thorn.
Escape tight
fight inside
waning thought
mourn
passages torn.
G Fairbairn
Written by
G Fairbairn
784
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems