Kelsie Eileen Stark > Writing | WritersCafe.org

Sprinkle dew drops down on me, Hide my tears, will you dry them away? I’ve broken my wings, They refuse to fly- Plumage is dropping throug..

I’m trying not to remember those loving memories, Such a frantic thought to be her..

Living everyday as one life- Every word starts a war, Fighting off freedom, Trying to make peace. Can we make it through the night? Starting..

Water drips from my finger tips, Tumbling softly to the dirt- it washes out all the past, ..

Those birds must be calling me, They sit upon my window pane- Singing songs of the flowers Bellowing sweet nectar, Loving all, c..

I was the bravest of them all, But I took the greatest fall. I fell along the lines, Scrambling for the hook to pull me up. You call me the ..

Lonely little house across the path, Embedded in trees, Overgrown weeds- A haunting tale, Beautiful t..

Isolated with petals- Aroma filling the spaces In between my hands, Where yours shou..

Sour aroma spills from roses, Book cases cease to fill the emptiness Within your soul. A beautiful whimper comes ..

A song, dancing around the room, Caressing time with both hands, Carefully turning the pages. The next day awaits in worry, Will your love st..