Poems from Lindsay Hannah
Words will not come to mind. Ideas are fading with the setting sun
The night enters bringing with it a fresh wave of emptiness
The stars...
Tear stained raindrops falling from her eyes
Tantalized by empty thoughts
Reflecting pain inside
Where pity ends sorrow does meet
No pulse...
I saw them hanging low and dark
Floating on the brink of December
Smudges of night
Painted through the sky
And hanging on the horizon
They...