I was doodling with red pen
'cos I was bored and I drew
a cloud with red raindrops, I think
it inspired this.

~L.~



Blood Falls From White Clouds




White clouds burdened with heavy tears
that constantly threaten to fall,
uncontrollable lighting strikes to release fears
trapping in a dark room with none to call.

Abusive voices with nasty jeers
locked in the head with no exit door,
screaming in the black, but no-one hears
unable to cope, blood falls heavily on the floor.

06/01/09




Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-01-07 at 04:54

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Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
congratulations on receiving the editor's choice. :-)
2009-01-11


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2009-01-10