Elements By Gabby H

A poem about the elements.
A poem about the elements.
Parker Creek Air The summer I was 12 we moved to Parker Creek Way out of town in an old farm house No insulation, the mornings were cold and the air sweet With the scent of new-mown hay heavy in…...
Memories Peels of laughter. Shouts of joy. Shy giggles. Coffee beans. Stale perfume. Coy kisses. Sounds and smells, infuse the air. Tick tock flies. Baby cries. Bills don’t lie. More tick tock. Tears and pain Life prevails. Love digs deep.…...
Who are the polluters?
Breaking the bonds of social anxiety; when you feel the air's thinning around you...
Emotions take over.
He won’t let me go, Won’t let me do my own thing, Won’t let me be my own me, Won’t let me sing. Falling, tumbling down, Unable to stand on my own two feet, Dependent, no freedom at all, Can’t…...
Everything's changing. Move forward.
Beyond the French windows the summer breeze plays with the candy-striped bunting. Hot coals spit and hiss as the scent of sizzling sausages drifts across the lawn to rough and tumble with the Turkish delight scent of this summer’s roses.…...
There is something in the air a scent of rose and thyme the smell it breathes out from your hair and marries soon my smell of lime. The cloud of odours lingers and combines to something new just how we…...
It is too hot. The air is still, unmoved. Forcing itself through the heat comes the blast of a leaf blower – Disturbing my attempts at a free write, reminding me of leaves unswept outside this house, making me wonder…...
Its about separation from a loved one.