Amorette Duvannes : Writing

Excuses, Excuses

Excuses, Excuses

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


I had the first stanza of this poem in my head when persuading my cousin to divulge with me in the single-ness of sixteen and loveless. And then, as a..
Dilation

Dilation

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


i really didn't have enough motive to write about myself again -- so today, have a nice little fatal wound kind of poem!
Pave the Path

Pave the Path

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


if you get the pun then you get the person. be smart and you can have all my secrets.
Your Eyes Constantly Stay The Same

Your Eyes Constantly Stay The Same

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


a friend said something to me a few weeks ago and then this came along... spat out before i forgot there was ever a seed of her that existed. so i'm s..
Curt

Curt

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


my depiction of kurt cobain. the title has been spelt wrong purposely; DISCLAIMER. also, i'm not pompous enough to assume i knew his motives. i'm an a..
Liability

Liability

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


i tried really hard to write a love poem and this is all i can spit out -- o well, here you go, loved one, have a poem about death and suffrage! true ..
A Sad Lonely Day Poem

A Sad Lonely Day Poem

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


just what the title says it is. and don't resent this one too much, she was choked out because i couldn't stand being sad and not having anything to s..
Losing a Lost Voice, Losing a Lost War, Lost, Lost, Lost

Losing a Lost Voice, Losing a Lost War, Lost, Lost..

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


A poem about being walked over, walked into, and every form of walking walking walking in a variant that is passive, or does not directly involve you ..
Der Himmel: a ballad

Der Himmel: a ballad

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


Another riddle about things and people and places and little games I play with myself in an attempt to riddle the world. I don't feel like I need to e..
The Crime Scene

The Crime Scene

A Poem by Amorette Duvannes


Basically a super metaphorical Freeverse poem about high school. Other that that, it follows no pattern except my pulse.