Poems from cat.mesure
Voice is Color
Red is a color,
purple is too,
this is not original,
and neither are you.
If we all have a voice,
a voice we are all...
She walks on through the crowd.
On through the hot air.
On through the booming of her fear.
She follows, head down, one by one.
Follows...
Let us sail.
Off with our boat and two thick oars,
off away from the plain and overused shores.
Let us paddle till our arms tire...