For the poem thing: The wolf inside me

witchofkeys: Your words may not leave woundsBut they are like whips on her hideShe snarls back at youYet you never notice herShe watches your every moveCalculating your weaknessesShe growls as you come closerAnd snaps viciously when you leaveIf only you knew that she was thereWatching and waitingOne day she’ll come outAnd you’ll stare in aweWonderingContinue reading “For the poem thing: The wolf inside me”

Red and black and blue

witchofkeys: Red is for the way I can be so filled with rageSo mean and vindictiveSo ready to lash outI glow like air on embers when I feel itAnd I am hesitant to let it out for the worlds I may break Black is for the darkness in meThe thing they feared when I wasContinue reading “Red and black and blue”

Poem topic: first rain after summer

witchofkeys: Summer’s heat has fadedAnd a chill is creeping into its spaceThe rain falls more slowlyCalmlyAlmost like it’s rushing aboutHas cooled with Autumn’s proximityThe thunder is low and lazyLike a cat stretching across the rugThe haze of Summer doesn’t followInstead the cool lingersAnd Autumn wraps her fingers just a little tighter Thank you. ^_^

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