Poetry of images

Mar 08, 2008 - 10:40 AM PST

Canvas:

A canvas stares blankly
aching for expression
longing to be filled
a touch of a brush
can set it free
can give it life
that it craves.

Fire:

Fire reaches out to grab
consuming all
takeing life
an energy of lust
fiesty and fierce
it will burn

Rage:

A dark color of vengence
an eerie sense of touch
stares you in the eye
a tiger let out of it's cage
sounds of screams with no control
leaves a bitter taste
where once was sweet.

Party:
loud music
boom...boom...boom...boom
sweat of the crowd
clinging glasses
drunken staggering
dancing, losing yourself
becoming one body
just part of the crowd
existing but not living

-Laura Harris, 2007