Poems from artlee1820
We’ve stated concerns about the fears of violence in our halls,
then waited silently as we burn.
For some reason dress codes are stricter...
The child of dirt and water
his heart wandered lost amid throngs of overcoming thoughts and dreams
and obscured the gradients of mountain...
Dear Grandmother,
The last time I remember seeing you happy,
was when I was too young.
One hand a shopping cart,
the other hand reaching...
I stand barren until very late spring
in a yard of evergreens and hundred-year oaks
young and a stick figure,
not enough rings under my...
Deep blue.
The chilly dark sea I sleep in.
Jellyfish
surround me
like a grove of pink roses,
caving me in.
Petal soft.
A levitating...