Poems from bneary
Yes, another morning.
One full of obligations and pain
Half Empty glasses behind closed doors
With black and blue and grey clouds
Aching...
Though the ground is dense
She won't be hidden
It's dark,
But she grows.
Her little shoots
Finding any cracks in the stony surface.
In...
I'm whole.
Holy,
Wholly,
Pure.
Fresh driven snow,
Or freshly cut coke.
Blessed and untouched
Or lonely,
Unloved
Is my flower,
Truly...
How can a single word
Rach up healthcare bills, wage war
And tie a noose? A
Handful of letters leading
To a mouthful of pills and
A heart-...
What is he thinking?
Lips in a permanent frown
Eyebrows knit like stockings
And body crouched, stooped, stunted
Like a warrior conquered...