Poems from Mjoie
I am not a poet.
I won't garner any praise.
But I'm not a song writer,
An artist,
An author,
Or a singer,
Etc.
What else is there?
Often I'...
It's happening again.
I'm left here
with someone I don't know.
I loved you
before the sun set, I think.
The stranger
holds his arms around...
Blades of grass
Tiny flowers
He twists a chain
And places it,
Delicately,
Around my neck.
I will it to stay.
I breathe softly;
I do not...
It starts with a heartbeat.
Heartbeats that are inches or miles apart
Crescendo into a fraction of a moment-
The blink of four eyes:
All...
I know,
You’re tired of being the only one fighting
And you're tired of being the only one falling,
You're tired of failing at being...