Poetry Blog by eve nortley
Quiet Storm
Quiet Storm
A quiet storm was building
In the homes and on the streets
All lives were being touched now by those
With not enough to eat.
The homeless and the disposed
Who could not, would not, go away
The quiet storm was building
National consciousness
Began to sway.
The lies were just so big now
They were chocking mouths and minds
The lies so very big now
...Sunday 6th January 2019 4:18 pm
Quiet Storm
Quiet Storm
A quiet storm was building
In the homes and on the streets
All lives were being touched now by those
With not enough to eat.
The homeless and the disposed
Who could not, would not, go away
The quiet storm was building
National consciousness
Began to sway.
The lies were just so big now
They were chocking mouths and minds
The lies so very big now
...Sunday 6th January 2019 9:03 am
January Tree
January tree
I look at you January tree
Trunk and branches forlorn
And lovelorn.
Black withered witches fingers
Claw at an unremitting steel grey sky
As you reach high
And try to tear a rip in the firmament.
Would that you could steal some sun rays
To warm our wooden winter hearts.
I look at you January tree
Small, stoic and silent on the drabbest of days
I...
Sunday 6th January 2019 8:50 am
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