Poems from Beetle34
Standing outside
Rain...
Falling
Wind...
Blowing
Wood branches...
Creaking
Pond water...
Falling off the rocks
Clouds like jets,
Across...
we should always thank thee
American veterans, who fought for what they believe
they put there lives on the line
for our country, the land...
The waves crash at my feet,
As I walk on the wet sand.
As the wave rolls back, I feel the heat.
This is were I decide to stand.
As the sun...
In math I am,
But I don't understand!
Staring off...
In thought...
All vanishes...
Room falls silent...
No longer there.
I'm out somewhere...
Is life like a church, you hear the choir singing,
Or is it like a large city where you hear a woman screaming?
Is it like the woods,...