Poems from Renee Mariant
When the sky looks haunted and the night reeks of death
Where can one turn?
Sleepless nights and restless days of doing nothing
But feeding...
Big, violent paws can be dangerous on a ranch
Helpless flapping vices, swinging aimlessly in simple stance
Hands pleading, frightened,...
Red is the cherries that brighten the bushes
The lip gloss on a child, a grin
The flirtatious result of boys and girls blushes
It’s the...
Utter silence.
Tiny, droplets of rain dance on the roof and my eyes flutter closed in contentment.
My warm sheets root me to the past,...
I don’t know how it happened, but I just tricked my heart into stopping.
I forced the warm blood in my veins to freeze.
For my mind to calm...