LaShane Writes

Orchestrating thoughts into written word since 1984



P O E T R Y



There lies a place within dreams

Where all the beauty of one's most desired wishes awaits

A place where all surrealistic passions go to escape

Destined to remain the essence of a world

Created within the minds of those

Who are in LOVE with the IMAGINATION





LATEST POEMS:



ENDINGS



Like rainfall in the desert

Your sorrow puddles

beneath my feet

I didn’t mean to slosh

So carelessly

through your casualty


Playful

Child-like meanderings

through the wetness

Of our ending


I’m sorry

I don’t carry pain

For you anymore

Carefully

Never spilling a drop.


All my buckets are tattered

and worn.

Understanding

Your tears were props


Baleful

facetious travesties

Masquerading

As your conviction





CHECKERED FLOOR



You spoke, and I heard
the distance in your truth
beat out the rhythm of your deceit.
You’ve crooned this song before
An exaggerated melody.

How many times must we dance this dance?
You and your twisted feet,
tangoing with my sympathy.
How many times round this checkered floor,
before we call it therapy?


All images that were drawn by or snapped by @samiarnett_art have her watermark. All words, thoughts, poems and short stories were written by LaShane Arnett. LaShanes Writes (c) 2019. All Rights Reserved.


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