Poems from ellenrsmith
Power is a fickle thing
One moment you have it by the neck
Guiding it on a path of your choosing
The next it’s slipped through your...
Spruce trees are borrowing my love
for the summer
They took him in the night the way that
the day takes the fireflies
Snatched him up...
Coffee breath mornings filled with quick good bye kisses and jingling keys
I miss you texts and emails that could’ve been meetings stuffed...
He raises an eyebrow every time
there’s a new Taylor swift album and I’m
Alone in in my room screaming lyrics
To pop tuned Melodies in C...
There is a place in my parent's backyard
Where the pyracantha curve towards the house
Spiky leaves press up against cream colored chipped...