Poems from Kaitlyn K
Oranges.It doesn't rhymeWith any wordOr phraseOr contractionIn the entire english dictionary.But I can still write it down,Stick it in a...
When the loan elks call
Echoed off the mountains
The air hung with power.
We were a little ceremony,
A little show of
A not so little...
When we leave
when we walk out the door
when we reach the end of the sidewalk
when we shut the car door
when we turn the corner
when we...
In the crackling fireplace
I sit.
My blanket around me
with the flames
searing the tassles
to a sweet orange.
My eyes grabbing the red...
Will you smile for me
little one?
Will you twirl around
in that tutu
I bought off Etsy?
Will you sing your lullaby
to me
so loud it wakes...