Poems from Cierra Jade
Toast to a Park Bench
Everyone sees the alcoholic
that is passed out on the same
park bench every morning, rain or shine,
even though...
Blind Destruction
Most people just talk about how
the human race is so great.
How we’re so advanced that previous generations
would...
Shattered glass.
Shattered heart.
Another family torn apart.
Gone.
Should’ve listened.
Should’ve lied.
Never should have cried.
Pain.
...
The world today is filled with noise.
It’s busy.
It’s loud.
It’s a mess.
People shuffle from one place
To the next,
In a never-ending...
A feather floats down softly
To rest on freshly fallen snow.
The air is chill and frosty,
Not a sound to be heard below.
Until the wind...