What is
Trust?
It’s something in which
YOU
don’t believe.
It’s something in which
YOU
can’t conceive.
It’s something in which
YOU
readily deceive.
It’s not something
In which
YOU deal.
It’s not something
of which
YOU feel
It’s not something
Of which
YOU
can heal.
Illustrated prose poem expressing the memory of a past love which blossomed in the summer of your life.
Illustrated prose poem expressing the feelings of someone who was discarded as a friend by an egotistical person who now requires their friendship.
Prose poem concerned with the emotional growing from a child to an adult.
Illustrated prose poem concerned with remembering through the paucity of joint photographs family members who have passed away.
The clock and
the mirror ARE
antiques.
The book, the pencil, the pen and
the erasers are on the
desk.
Has ANYONE
come?
NOBODY has
come.
Have YOU received any
letters?
Yes, there is
ONE.
What does IT
say?
What is
LOVE?
It’s a WONDERFUL
thing.
WHO
wrote it?
There is NO
signature,
only a line of
KISSES.
Illustrated prose poem concerning the aftermath of a war.
