Poems from melonie.dodd.9
The quiet darkness that
slipped in through the tiniest
slits and sat
growing and festering,
Has all but swallowed me whole.
Thick black...
Here I am,
Once again
Staring at the tiny pool of water
That sits so quietly in its porcelain pot.
The same little pond
I’ve come to know...
All color and warmth escapes
her skin
seeping into the
lush green grass that
softly caresses her
tear stained cheeks.
Cheeks streaked...
Symbols, letters, words
Tiny strokes and dabs that make-up the massive
masterpiece of Language
A powerful tool that can take your...
I remember days of joy and laughterMuch laughterAnd I remember days of awe and wonder Such wonderBut I never forget the days of true...