"mckee" poems
Angels singing could not have sounded better
Than the first time I said your name to myself
Hopelessly in love and wishing to breathe that name
Against
Your lips
You may hate it, but I’ve never heard a name
I want to say
As much
As yours
It starts as a flutter in my chest
Rushing up my throat and pouring from my mouth
Like fog spilling over
A hill
At dawn
Sugar coated words whispered
Over electronic meetings
The morning birds join me
In my
Song
Audrey
Faith
McKee
Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC
Listen my children and you will hear,
A midnight horse riding with fear.
Listen my children and you will see,
A crew of pirates and Captain Mckee
Listen my children, the day is dead,
For all stories must come to an end.
Goodnight my children and please sleep tight,
More exhilarating stories to come, tomorrow night.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC