Literature
POETRY DUMP
"Flying"
The scenery before me
Sways
I gulp
Grip the chain
Forwards, then backwards,
Then forwards, I'm
Flying, feet
Hit the sand
I did it!
"Snowflake Sonnet"
Snowflake among the blizzard's multitude
Soft nestled sweetly betwixt all the rest
Until a change in others' attitude
Explodes in rage, sends snowflake from the nest
To land on fingers expecting, blood-drenched
Be used a tool of that man with a plot
Once he's used you up, your heartstrings are wrenched
Was he a good source for the love you'd sought?
But now my snowflake's found my affections
And found that love in the clasp of my arms
While we are blind from love's