Poems from Wired6
That's my Kate-
My Kate hiding amongst the Bush.
I wish she wouldn't!
©Wired6.27/10/2021
3,6,and 9,
A ticking clock unable 2 tell the time.
A motorbike,speedily passing through red light,
unable 2 read the signs,
Unfortunately...
She's a library of dreams-
Overlooked,dusty and in- disrepair,
So many facets of fictional prescriptions she heads.
Her life is imbued...
"Is it true that nobody Loves you?"
"Nobody Loves me- yes,that's true."
"But why? You're such a nice guy!,"
©Wired6. 27/10/2021
Gentle emotion,
Shakes,breaks,spins around.
Without Love,
hate couldn't have blossomed, essentially overgrown.
She,is never going back...