Poems from RisingPhoenix
Sit there
With your sad head upon the desk
Shaggy hair in front of your eyes
Closed yourself off and
Shut down again
Stay there
With...
The cherry blossoms
Appear in sunlight, 'neath clouds,
Against Christmas lights
Have you ever felt an itch
grow outward from your bones
into your raw skin
out of your grinning mouth
and smother your open eyes
Have...
I wish to view
That lovely sight
Abhorrent to
The poet's might
The ink flows forth
Along my skin
The poet's worth
Carved in sin
Now...
Who are you to say
I chose the wrong of way
My life is my own
not yours to keep and lend on loan
straigh tor gay or somewhere torn between...