Poetry Is

Poetry Is

A Poem by Sarah Marie

Using the senses...


The sight of multicolored quartz, gray-scale photos, and Snow White's roses�"

The smell of an old book shop, light incense, and suffocating smoke�"

The sound of rain on glass, a child's laugh, and a lover's cry�"

The taste of bitter wine, chocolate-covered cherries, and blood on my tongue�"

The feel of weathered pages, an early frost, and a hand in mine�"

The mute offspring of heart and mind.

© 2017 Sarah Marie

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register


...and even more.

Thought-full lines.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


1 Review
Added on April 18, 2017
Last Updated on April 18, 2017


Sarah Marie
Sarah Marie

my own world...come visit me!, SC

Aspiring starving artist: Bachelor's degree in English, minor in professional writing, concentration in writing, unofficial concentration in British literature...2017 more..