Poetry Blog by Hannnah
A million moments.
to a picture,
mortality hung to an aged nail
wearing those seconds in coated amour.
a relic to all those too quick to cherish...
Friday 21st February 2020 4:19 pm
Rubber scrapes the soil
orchestrating a path
Watching tread copyright nature
with a flawed melody,
a percussion of leaves crunches beneath,
touching gales with a verse of words-
before the chorus fades.
Tuesday 18th February 2020 6:32 pm
perception shades a retina
eyes charcoal grey.
A blade poised to close them
and stopper a heart.
Thursday 13th February 2020 10:00 pm
drops of a thought
bleed, binding to thick paper,
soaked by restricted flow.
swirling in circles,
trademarking the page,
a hyperbole of constants
too damp to dry.
Thursday 6th February 2020 8:07 pm
Syllables paint the walls
a coherent mess
fumbling from corner to corner,
eroding my haven.
Skin scraped by sharp rhetoric’s
that bounce from surfaced stone,
hard and beating.
I want a smothering of hard plaster
to heal the wounds.
Sunday 26th January 2020 1:57 pm
fingers touching static glass.
Drunk with self-depreciating guilt
as eye's tap dance
in unison to a scripted feeling.
Ink tracing those familiar lines
cliched by experience.
this time with a heavier hand...
forged through fear,
now's the time to be brave...
Saturday 25th January 2020 7:48 pm
The ropes pin down,
boundary below the scale.
An overdose of space,
left to the mercy of one’s thoughts
mind restricting quota,
left wondering when it decimates.
Thursday 16th January 2020 7:10 pm
Those paperless pages at hands of fingertips,
turning, as ink scattered the first few,
a pen let lose intoxicated.
Three pages fabricated history.
a prologue to the priceless beginning.
Page four chapter one: two thousand and eight.
Sunday 12th January 2020 9:14 pm