Poems from JPRjess22
Scarlett had a ritual:
Walk in the front door, shut it silent and tight,
Scurry past the living room,
Jump left, hop right.
Say a quick...
He was a mean man, and the house still echoed of his heavy step and crashing doors.
He was gone but she could still feel him.
She smelled...
Most people say the ocean is a calming force,
The rolling waves crashing against the shore,
The smell of the salt water and screech of the...
Sing your song of silence you lonely crickets, frogs and bees,
For only in your presence can humans well be pleased.
In the lone wood and...