Poems from Stephw93
Curiosity winds its way down cobbled paths,
past rain-damp orange and yellow corridors.
Framed by red brick and the heavy
“thump, thump,...
The whole world is flat today;
Flat and grey.
My brain too;
One flat note-
I do my best to force it;
An injection of cadence;
Cadence and...
I want to write in blackberries.
There is a style these days
to be acerbic,
and punctuate in neon.
It is stylistically exciting,
if...
Some moments when my heart
seems to quiver-sing deep into my chest,The crisp air makes my nose ache
and my lips sting with mocha foam, ...
I see that day now,it’s gold-sunlight kissedwith apple crisp air on my lips.Tart laughter stained our cheeks,and our eyes glittered,...