Poems from Halle Homel
When I look to my fingertips,
On writing, typing, seeing
Sights in stories, the imagination,
Of the yellowing pages of stories,
First floor...
The cover of a book
Is full of beauty to the eye.
Colors portray the story within.
However, compared to the outside,
The inside is...
Society whispersAbout who we are required to be.Society tellsUs that we, as human beings,Who try our bestTo be ourselves-Conforming to...
The pages open
And I fly
To other worlds
As words transport
Me to universes
That manifested from
The creative mind
Of a person
Who...