Sitting alone,
Silently screaming...
My heart is heavy
I am drowning in tears...
The ties binding our souls
Stretch between life and death...
There may be a coil in my back.
Like something breathing heat in my cold body...
A song that passes through me,
A feel of the summer sun on my skin...
Shrill, the silent cry of an unborn baby.
She squawks with a squeal cry...
My mind is full of foreshadows
And different pictures...
Silent Sparrow
Silent on the cold, stony sidewalk...
I might not see you,
nor ever feel you...
In life I would ask for love
You gave it up conditionally...
Dreams of a great Oak
Emerged from an...
I've plucked petals
in midst of tragedy...