James Coleman
My Poems
Rock Hunting
Sand between my toes I scour for the perfect one, Choose a beating heart Too Blue Seeing all shades in blue I stay down, deep down, because I can’t see you. Makes me feel like I’ve drowned. Just a cup of tea, might make me feel okay. Calms the nerve to flea. I know I can’t stay. A Familiar Monster Pterodactyl Paws Innocent darkend iris Fur like Sea Lion Happy full tummy rising Jagged fur ears listening |