Life Without A Star
Poem Behind the bars of iron cities, under clouds of smoke, you try to touch the sky, you have forgotten what’s a star… The sky is never blue, but pale and grim, you...
Tagged: modern poetry
The Only Hope
Hope Poem They’d almost killed me. I saw them coming, grinning, shouting. The sun was down, the sky was frowning, the moon was an evil clown. I knew I was being watched, and...
