Jun 2013
She read her book
Her eyes focused
Like a hawk on its prey,
Hunting down every next page
She read her book
In the shade of an umbrella,
Like a spine in a sleeve
She continued her numbered journey,
naive
She became excitable,
Nearing the end of her trip
Each page consumed in a hurry:
Four-oh-four, four-oh-five, four-oh-six
The plot thickened,
The ****** commenced
The past two hours
Flew by, so intense
She finished her book
And into the distance she looked
disappointed
Her eyes focused
Like a hawk on its prey,
Hunting down every next page
She read her book
In the shade of an umbrella,
Like a spine in a sleeve
She continued her numbered journey,
naive
She became excitable,
Nearing the end of her trip
Each page consumed in a hurry:
Four-oh-four, four-oh-five, four-oh-six
The plot thickened,
The ****** commenced
The past two hours
Flew by, so intense
She finished her book
And into the distance she looked
disappointed
Haven't had much time to write lately, between music fests, work and social life. I dont normally like to dump multiple poems on here all at once, but I've finally found some time to go through my little notes an expand on a few of them; or at least give em some fine tuning.
