Entangled in a web
Cold has turned my soul to ice
Heart has been torn from my chest, silent scream fills the night
Overhead the moon and stars still shine
Echo.
Daily Post Prompt: Echo
Tag: Acrostic Poetry
Fear of Words
Why are we afraid to face FEAR ?
Could it be that we will:
Find
Everything we run from
Abnormal thoughts and deeds
Resplendent in our darkest heart of hearts?
Exercise#1
Didn’t follow the rules, but so what?
This was fun.
Ghost of Thought
:::Wordplay time:::
Gone is my breath
heavy and still is my heart
over head the sun has set
stillness is my cloak against the cold and dark
tonight I walk.
