Lisa Armstrong : Writing

The Camp

The Camp

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


Train tracks stretch to burnished horizons, Along an overgrown gravel bed; Crowned with iron rails, long abandoned in a blanket of rust. Black ties..
Violent Seas

Violent Seas

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


The water surges in violent seas Abusing an unstable coast. Shells break, stranded; Bruised lives on sands of endless moraines. The past disintegr..
Lizard Flats

Lizard Flats

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


Russet sands coat the forest floor, In a covert at the base of Kolob's dome. A small corner in nature's vast domain. Eden's forgotten recollection ..
Reading Expedition

Reading Expedition

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


A circuitous path winds down through time Entering forbidden doors, Hidden in a Forgotten Garden. My guide, a fiendish, cat who grins -- Riddles t..
Wonderland's Reality

Wonderland's Reality

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


Wonderland Reality What drove the Mad Hatter mad, In a world like Wonderland? Where sanity is subjective -- And everyone comes from other places..
The Ward

The Ward

A Poem by Lisa Armstrong


The Ward Wings creep out from a central hall, Cavernous miles of suffering walls. Night dimmed lights Leave shadows in a wake Of strident bells..