Poems from Gabriel Leamon
When freedom is so close
Your soul can touch it
You know it is there
You are in a place in which you can be free
You know you can...
Have you ever said, “I’m feeling blue?”
Been green with envy?
Red with anger?
Purple with fear?
The feelings you have can converse into...
Starring at the beauty
The lifeless image stuck in time
Wishing for a life that beautiful
The worries of life distantly fading
Feeling...
Puzzled in what sources the rage
Is there an understanding to this enmity...
From in front of the stage of impact
Feeling the power to be like physical contact
From on the stage of pressure
In front of the...