Poems from Megan Collins
The Spinning Top won’t Stop,Round and Round it turns,Red and Yellow Stripped,Like the flowers in our yard.Before the wind blew them away,...
I am....
The one wearing a detailed expressionWith deep blue eyes and messy hairI let my mind travel in both directions On the ground and...
There is no life without perception,Marks, arrows, or direction.
Once tied tightly,Entangled and intertwined,Now pull apart,Unravel and...