Poems from Annelise Wellesley
Tell me not the earth cannot breathe.I heard it sigh when the warm front hit.The crickets sang to the amber breeze --(Too foolish to know...
It's not that uncommon to see on the screen,On movies, in books, and in everyday scenes,The portrait, the painting, the one-sided standard...
A hundred handshakes. Two hundred random smiles.
"Thank you." "You're too kind."
The mantras of my religion.
Of suits and ties. Posture...
My poems remind me of my life,
A mirror of my mental strife.
It's like I straddle every line.
I try to make all angles fit.
Blank verse...