Poems from Kacey12
Was it not more than gravity that tugged my budding soul towards the tree-line
A child on his mother’s breast I would press into leafy dirt...
My home of a Saturday morning
Is a sleepy stage
Orchestrated by the steady metronome clock
Sitting high above on the balcony
Dazzling...
The frozen dew embraced the grass
Where old trees boughed
With leaves of glass
I dared to waltz beneath the lights
Of sunlit diamonds...
A volcano erupts in fiery passion,
A boiling rage deep in its core
Comes to the surface in spitting rage
Breaking the earth and forcing...
For a moment only
I see all and feel all
I am sensation’s apex
The watering hole of dreams
Emotion’s sponge
I seek knowledge
To build the...