Poems from Cannoncobb21
Parading through the streets,
People are smiling and waving.
Hand in hand—marching,
No one in need of saving.
Parading through the...
Tracing shapes,On the nape of my neck.Invisible words,Wiring across my back.
I am a creation,Composed of inkblots and paper shavings.With...
Blowing out her candles,
She looks at me with a smile.
A fellow cancer,
Just like herself.
Mother like son they say,
She was born on the...
Calls from the grave,
haunt me.
With tombstone dials and skeleton tones,
haunting, taunting, flaunting
its death to me.
This uttered prank...
I try so hard,
To smile.
But I realize,
that there never was a reason to.