Poems from amy_miller111
I found at that place
at the fork in the road
where change begins.
I found where life waits on the point of a knife
where everything hangs...
Snow to sleet, and sleet to snow
Trudging softly to and fro.
Waiting for the golden glare
Always hidden, never there.
Sweetly “singing...
run from the wind
the shore, the sea
from the traitors of men
and the locks and the keys.
sprint from the castles
the horses, the knights...
And when you told methat dayunder the maple treeI already knew.I didn't recognize, but,I already knew.How...uncertain it is out there.And...
one day
I was walking somewhere new
singing an unfamiliar tune
in a voice that was not my own.
the sand uncomfortable in my shoes
and the...