april drunk in eternal rain
drenched us in chaos and gray
the wind possesses us in its cold wings
keeping us wandering the streets
looking for bits of blue sky
Cafe Writing
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Recent
About
I am still an amateur at writing but hopefully I can get better with each new piece. I welcome any critiques or criticism. ~lissa [view profile] all writings & photos by lissa unless otherwise stated. send inquires to lissawrites (at) gmail (dot) com
Welcome Followers!
My Other Blogs
Labels
Archive
- July 2009
- June 2009
- May 2009
- April 2009
- March 2009
- February 2009
- January 2009
- December 2008
- November 2008
- October 2008
- September 2008
- August 2008
- July 2008
- June 2008
- May 2008
- April 2008
- March 2008
- February 2008
- January 2008
- December 2007
- November 2007
- October 2007
- September 2007
- August 2007
- July 2007
- June 2007
~Subscribe~
Posts
Comments
7 Comments:
I really like this one!
lissa i cannot tell you the growth i see in your poetry as of late.. i am no expert mind you ,, but i feel you have found your voice....
So true, and so beautifully expressed. I love this one.
"the wind possesses us in its cold wings..."
that line made me shiver.
excellent!
Everyone else has pretty much said it...so all I can do is say that I emphatically share their sentiments
This was great - glad I found you at cafe writing! This poem is literally something I just experienced on my recent trip to Europe. I endured so much harsh, cold, windy, wet air I returned with a 103 fever and had to go to the emergency room!!! Excellent poetry!
Becca said the same thing I was going to say! Shivering in deed! :)
Post a Comment