Poems by silvershoes

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  • Is there a word for having no words
    I’d like to think contentedness stole my...

  • Like cabernet spilling from my lips,
    a sour blend of vinegarish red...

  • Hurting (5) 3

    Fridays, 2pm: Therapeutic Interventions with...
    In the midst of lecture, she catches my eye from...

  • At night, I drift among stars in an ether that is...
    Cobbled stairs twist before me in this strange...

  • When I was 10, my pa
    dressed as a green goblin in...

  • Fading into dawn, I never promised to forget you
    So when the wheels turn, you will find my love...

  • Once (5)

    Once we set our sails
    We stared from towers...

  • There I laid my weatherbeaten horse to rest
    on a desert by the sea of final turnings...

  • You- (4)

    Do you feel me when I tell you,
    I am writing this poem for you...

  • The Wait (4) 4

    I saw my love standing there on the edge of cliffs...
    She turned to look at me and asked, "Desmond, are...

  • Wave (4)

    You, a multifarious wave
    crashing into a pocketed shore...

  • Like the mouth of a pipe as it falls from your...
    and your face is shrouded in a veil of smoke...