You might not want to look at me
In the way that stole my heart,
But he does.
And he intends to steal my heart back,
To place it back in my chest
So I can live and love again.
Grey and Blue
I lied:
I'm never done with you
Never finished,
Never lost,
Never not yours
Did I lie,
Or tell the truth,
A truth beyond my comprehension?
Because
We've changed
The Beast in Me
Come to me, you wild beast,
You whirling storm of beauty
Battered, scarred, bruised and teased
You grew beyond majesty
Wide, cold skies weep for you
In pain, relief and sorrow
Rage rumbles,
Blue-and-Red
Blue sand underfoot
Chilled children’s drinks drain away
Boiling crabs blush bright red
Quarter Crazy Marathon
Quarter 3 - 2020
Prompt 4 - 12pm EST
Prompt #4: Write a poem about blue sand and