Tag Archive | Emotions
Birdsong On An Autumn Evening
Originally posted on K Morris – Poet:
An Autumn evening. The park deserted save for me and my dog. A solitary birds sings. Entranced I stand, his song bringing thoughts of sorrow comingled with joy. Beauty, pain and happiness, contradictory emotions stir within my breast. The lonely bird continues to sing, his voice filling the…
My First Independently Published Poem, Dalliance Is Here
Originally posted on K Morris – Poet:
I am extremely pleased that one of my poems, Dalliance has been accepted for publication by Calamities Press. Dalliance first appeared on Newauthoronline in August 2014. It can be found on Calamities Press, in slightly amended form by following this link, http://calamitiespress.com/2014/09/21/dalliance-poetry-by-kevin-morris/.
One Single Moment
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Promises Broken Sifting memories for the good times past Glimpsing images as they blur by so fast Truth shatters the stillness as they focus Grieving for a future that could never be Running down this street to nowhere You said you would always be there But the lies…
Running Out of Time
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Faces and Places Watching strange faces Sitting in strange spaces Longing to belong Learning to sing their song Searching for choices Hearing many voices With tears running rife Pretending it’s real life Living out of pace Being in the wrong place Feeling past my prime And running out…
Micro-Poetry
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Below are several short poems or micro-poetry that I originally shared on Twitter. Some changes have been made along with a few additions. Each piece was written on its own and are therefore unconnected, each can stand alone. Darkness weeps from loneliness The sound of silence frightens Shadows linger…
They Close Their Eyes
Originally posted on Regina Puckett:
They Close Their Eyes Regina Puckett The young are small, helpless pawns Hidden in quiet homes with manicured lawns There’s no one to see their bruises or tears Until they finally implode from pain and fears But for now they crawl inside to escape home Seeking a special land…
Lost Time
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
Down Goldington Avenue Fingers entwined with memories Shivering in the cold and rain On this dark winter’s eve Waiting for you to take my hand As I walk down Goldington Avenue Once we lost time walking hand in hand On those long hot summer nights Losing my head…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 