Stained

Those eyes

Acid arrow

Me

I am but one, of many faces
In a crowd and their thousands of laces
Lost in a sea of verbal utterings
My small words
Merely a consequence of mutterings.
I live a humble life of four
Sometimes five, hmm open that door?
Loss and agony have fueled some times
But love has languished truly divine.
Educated, but in the art of prose;
I persevere with steed and dedication
A pastime whimsy (but always in isolation)
I stand before you with merely a pen
But overcome with emotion I will write again.
These little words are what is true
Look past the crowds and see me again too.

My first published poem!

Hello

My first published poem ‘Sometimes’ can be found on the weekly poem on the Australian Poetic Society. I am very excited to see my name in print 🙂

http://www.ozpoeticsociety.com/

I am still beavering away on my self published book and will keep you posted when all is complete!

Thanks

Miriam