Poems from alltheowls
Where are you?
In the wind?
Whirling round and round
Filling ears with the lonely sound
In the earthquake?
Dizzying destruction and...
I am aware that
this is precisely
the
one
poet that
would not chase away
the human
who
binds us
to
speak
I am
terribly afraid of
pure anxiety
but
O how
God sheds
love
on the
soul
sometimes I feel as though
the real me is not the
FOREFRONT
but rather my
shadow
hidden behind the smiles
pushed away from the
surface...
Utterly alone she cries
Dying
Piece by piece
In the
War
Against the lies
Everything is wrong
How
Can she
Keep
On
Being strong
From...