Poems from elefriend
Our world has become like glass.
Broken and crushed over the snowy grass.
Not Kristallnacht, nor a bombed cathedral.
But winter in it is...
The scarlet "S" stamped on the back,
Gives me joy to see in the mail,
With curves and swirls of the dark black pen,
They tint the envelope...
My childhood is filled with the dreaded subject of math,
With its never-ending polynomials and functions and graphs,
The simplifying,...
You thought you were a pariah,
An outsider; a reject; a leper,
You thought you were a mistake,
You thought yourself a persona non grata...
I let a cloud into the house,
One early autumn night,
The room was dim and grey---
Moonlight seemed to fight,
Its way through, but then...