Photo by eberhard grossgasteiger on Pexels.com THE ARTIST The artist splashes white over black silver glistens across brown Blue is shaped Green smudges to grey Opalescence is given edges Innocent limbs are scarred by his cheek The lightest talent Stealthily Creeping up when you least expect him Silently Whirling his brush Wildly Indiscriminate With innocentContinueContinue reading “The Artist”
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For anyone who doesn’t…
Without You
Time Without Answer
Cry
All the Stars We Cannot See
My Heart
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This is one of my favourite poems. I love the fact that you’re sitting there one day and the words are just floating in your mind, making you smile as you write them down. It also neatly describes the day I stopped being scared of the people around me.
Deb Hawken - Amorah 