When love is an alien word where are you I need you so? Your soul is like white gold beautiful but difficult to hold. Are you in the clear light away from me...
Tag - Poetry
Poetry from Andover’s Poet Laureate and collections of work from other Andover poets.
It’s a crimeTo make a poem rhymePeople might listen. It’s a crimeTo hear a bell chimeWhen you’ve done nothing. It’s a crime To make a poor decisionWithout...
The Red Queen sits on her throne off with their heads she’s all alone in the garden of white roses she is off to paint the roses red her executioners sword...
I am noise, a choice to make a sound, I am a whisper of a midnight breeze a cough, a wheeze. A loud shout, a rappers lyrical clout I am music and beats I am...
Stone grey walls. Where silence falls. where mouths do not speak birds do not sing. On her throne a Queen in a land of mourning every day a new day dawning...
Crazy to live In the current trends crazy to watch other people’s lives end mad to be free and crazy to be attached equally crazy to be balanced and matched in...
This cell becomes division an idea a split a incision a night and a day Black and white But in this division We can see, we can envision Identity pouring forth...
My tea is lukewarm My tone of voice forlorn I would have a girl friend but I have sworn I will be free and I am too childish to bear any responsibility My tv...
I have a few questions? Do vampires get tooth decay? Do werewolves get fleas? Do zombies have to use prosthetic knees? Do fairy tale princesses always say...
We have gazed at the lives we used to lead and imagined our better selves would correct the mistakes of the past. We have cast aspersions been caught in...
