WOUNDED FLIGHT
by Wendy Norman She walked confident in her denial Having frequented betrayals’ aisle Her armour fastened with lesions of regret Past sorrows unable to forget Feeling strongest when she sorrowed […]
Love Whispers
By Wendy Norman The ocean glistened with the warm sun’s kiss Waves rippled in the breeze another day of bliss Sandy shores where dancing sunbeams play Gazing on sand with […]
Dog cries
By Wendy Norman A dog is so clever he needs to run free Feel wind on his back until eternity Chasing birds and lizards, sniffing out rabbits He cherishes […]
Tortured Turret
Poem by Wendy Norman Many a night I have sat and cried Sharp stones have hurt and cut my stride Potholes of disappointments have crippled me Slowly they filled with […]
“The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.” —T.S. Eliot
So delve deep my friends…
A world of you and me
Condescending numerous others You’ve mystified my mind I find you curiously enticing Like a bottle of the finest wine Your personality is fascinating and inviting Full of great character and wit […]
THE RED DRESS
By Wendy Norman You linger there feeling the dust settle in Weighed down with guilty sin We used to dance Now I walk in a trance Abandoned in a heap With Joy […]
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