Soren : Writing

Broken toys

Broken toys

A Poem by Soren


Ice cream boats on lemonade seas, candy angels in an orange blossom breezeFrom a child's eyes it looked this wayBut soon the wise were telling me the ..
Fallen sand

Fallen sand

A Poem by Soren


It was a time of innocence of great expectations, when God still existedAnd we believed in princesses and frogs turned into princesA time when everyth..
Two daughters

Two daughters

A Poem by Soren


FirstLoved you from the start, a sunbeam that had pierced my heartLike the sun through clouds of gray, gave light and warmth to my dayYour mother inca..
Lines on the floor

Lines on the floor

A Poem by Soren


Once a tree, now leaves of a burning poem in haze of age does roamWords of smoke carry on the breeze a brightening light for distant treesAshes tread ..
Sweet and bitter

Sweet and bitter

A Poem by Soren


A cake of hate iced with love, murder irate in a silk gloveVulture with feathers of a dove, venom below gilded by illusions aboveGolden ring sheathed ..
Never good enough

Never good enough

A Poem by Soren


You are idea I the doing, your plans perfect my actions notIn your mind fantasies brewing my enactment with errors fraughtFlawlessness and imperfectio..
Poems in the wind

Poems in the wind

A Poem by Soren


No longer a preacher or a teacher my words are sold for freeNot written on stone or carved in bone they are gathered from life's debrisAn envelope of ..
History according to the administration

History according to the administration

A Poem by Soren


Lately the Trump administration has been redacting diversityEliminating indigenous, black and women's history from k-1 to universityShortly books will..
Winged shoes of meat mittens

Winged shoes of meat mittens

A Poem by Soren


Fight or flight is life's plight but I sit like stoneWith a foe's arrival survival lies in whether cover's blownFrozen in fright I won't fight just ho..
Hands that grasp

Hands that grasp

A Poem by Soren


Jealousy a slave owner's chains that hold their possession tightLove seen as something owned, not a gift but a rightBirthed out of greed, DNA its seed..


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