Poems from Diannis124
It’s not supposed to be frustrating
Was it not meant to be liberating?
Who made the rules?
Who abides by them?
We did and we do
We can...
Edges of this world must be mended
Creases of these old fabrics smoothed
Smuggled letters rewritten
And torn pieces sown
With old methods...
I am from my Dad’s trumpet calls announcing early church services
I’m from words and phrases composed with love and tears
From late night...
My part of the end of the earth
My circle of influence
My family, my school, my church, my city
Is my responsibility
I have been given a...
Her Heart was a secret garden
And the walls were very high
Exotic Flowers decorated well-guarded gates
Inviting and enticing onlookers...