trees stand tall and are ever green but at fall some change colors and look different from others some leaves fall off and trees are
By Tyler Hawthorneabout a year ago in Poets
so many so few can connect them as dots in the sky I only know one constellation and I have to look up the others
can eat with communicate a language touch a smooth or rough surface to feel something to applaud or clap to the beat of music
holds and caresses gets tired feels broken, flabby, toned, and heavy sometimes shaky or stiff can be as welcoming as a gift
warm to the touch on a sunny beach when I walk on it with bare feet hides a lot of secrets beneath it can form castles that
sweet not bland feels like smooth sand in my hands grainy texture white or brown adds flavor to what I consume
she came to an empty dance studio put on her shoes and practiced her steps to the music over and over again until she got the routine down
spreads its wings and flutters by flying high through the grassy pastures and trees flight is halted by a strong breeze
tears drip down my face over a happy moment or being in a dark place encounters with chopped onions or chemical waste
going to sleep with my eyes shut tight in the night all is calm for a while and then I am in a place unknown wish I knew where I am
seeps through the walls makes me feel weak and shiver chatters my teeth causes my bones to creak and feel stiff I cough and sneeze as it
chewy, sweet, tasty, and sour a packaged treat to devour comes in many colors too wish that it did not rot and almost break my teeth