Poems from LizCross
Tick, tock, tick, tock
Round and round
Like a clock
Static on a countdown
Anxiety, anticipation
Until three… two… one
Pure white
Maybe,...
How beautiful is rain
Dark and gray
Chills in the soul
Wrapped in a warm blanket
In a dim, dark house
Only with the light of a candle
Grays...
The skies are bathed in rose
And after a roaring sunset
Over green grass glowing
In pixie dust, fairyland I go
I travel to my dungeon
Far...
There’s no solace for me
In flower or tree
The late autumn wilderness shivers and dies
How can it be
So lonely, empty
When under the year’s...
Silver shadows beckon
Lattice branches wave above
I crawl into this dark, cold world
That glows with blackened love
Ice blue wind zips...