Poems from Tina Terranova
Ride the serpent but beware his flame,
Beneath the bowels of Manthar and his bane
Mithril doors without a key
None shall enter without he...
Dare I tellOf the casted spellThe one afflicted upon me.There were no honeyed wordsNo alluring sense or smellThat robbed thine heart from...
Dreams run anewfresh In my mindas I think of youYour words threehad frightened meand here I lay, day by dayto avoid your heart-wrenching...
An ache an acheAs though mine heart shall breakAs eye's are sore for youA tender holdA musical moanI hear from couples boldHow I longFor...
Barefoot and defiant.Scooping leaves.With the wretched fork.For hours I make noise.Glaring at every color.From my disgruntled poise....