Poems from PVinkhuyzen
Tiny words
You came through
1930, on the back
Countless times
Soup, Stew, Beans, Cake
Laughter
Clatter
Hands held, never know
Scratches....
If this were a poem, it would be the best poem ever written.
It would be like rain falling at night, when you can’t sleep and if you...
Tell my eyes who you think you are
Drooping lids keep love’s knowledge a safe of colors
They’re stolen from my trees empty branches
How...
One time I saw a man die
But he was just sleeping
And when he woke up with a snort
I was just a little disappointed
One time I fell...
How do you explain that is is not really their fault, even when they come home crying because some creep said something thoughtless from...