Emotion feels heavier than yourself lifting your head takes mighty effort and nothing stack up as you would wish, these are the days you work hard and resist.
By AA4 years ago in Poets
Sun shine slips through her palm to reach her face She looks at me with eyes half closed and smiles; Grass floor, yet she lie down with so much grace
By AA5 years ago in Poets
He was standing by the road she was at the other side. She walked across carrying a bag, full of pink too heavy for her to handle
When sky turns red I begin, I work , I hope I shout to save the green, the green, still left on the planet I protest to save the blue,
