Poems from 9r7g5h
Fingers flying to write the words sung in my mind
Releasing a thousand hearts into the world
Their stories to tell and their tales to...
Why do we need the word hate?
To validate love?
To give reason to our minds?
As an excuse to never move forward,
To always look back,
To...
I have to ask “Are we really alive?”
We spend our time sitting, staring at a screen,
We’ve forgotten the search of a billion years
For what...
The words in my mind travel round,
Trying to find a way to make themselves known.
They wiggle and worm, squiggle and squirm,
Looking for a...
The rustle of paper greets me as I stand,
The tang of wooden graphite dancing
On the tip of my tongue as
The music of voices surrounds me....