Poems from rosey35
Drops of golden, wasted space
Pressed upon a solid face.
Windswept strands of faded truth
Blown across the palms of youth.
Cautioned, never...
Empty hands
Empty phase
Lonely place.
Shuddering loose.
Ends ravel back, twisting trunks
Forty stains,
Grape seeds.
Whispered gold,...
Charlotte's red and gusty breeze
Wiping down the laney square.
Thrashing greens and yellows
bare.
Waiting, watching, calls me there.
They smile and they giggle
And the back is filled with bumps.
His hands on the the wheels and each
turn is smooth as silk.
It weaves a...
Whirlwind
Rivers of twisted emotion,
Thoughts of Alabaster and marble
stairs
Mixed with ashes of ashes of
ashes. Of
Poor and rich and kings...