Sometimes the sun is red sometimes it is not Everything depends on the atmosphere I shout in silence to your absence You hide behind broken mirrors We have a blue environment far mountains through afternoon glasses I face thorny visions when I try…
Month: October 2013
Butterflies are dreamy flowers
They fly the skies, color the wind and follow the stars, just like a dream. They’d like you to join and play with the clouds. They’d like you to enjoy and smile. There’s no doubt! _____Adriana Citlali XIX-X-MMXIII Over at dVerse, Victoria encourages us to write poetry for children….
A passing shadow
You live in a lethargic beat devoid of feelings By command of a depressed mind your emotions are suppressed smashed with anger masked by silent indifference Dinner comes again you mutter sparse words forced monosyllables No eye contact She walks on eggshells …