10 Minute Poetry: “Acidic” By Michal Mitchell “Acidic” by Michal Mitchell Acid, like fire, burns the skin, And when you least expect it, let’s you in, And though all the while you sit and wait, For acid to scorch you and tell you of hate, It tells you of hell, a fire so cold, It tells you the person you are when you’re old, To … Continue reading 10 Minute Poetry: “Acidic”
And what about the red
That come from my hands? Continue reading 10 Minute Poetry: “Sink”
I count the minutes of my sad little life,
What words taunt my mind,
Carelessly consume my thoughts, my face, my emotions, ruin innocent pleasures, a child could tell,
Do tell me what you look upon,
So quick to judge I think not,
For you have no image to place me besides your scary nightmare, a mask, your boogeyman.
I don’t think I’d wear this mask, if I could take it off,
Do you think me a fool for your amusing? A clown who sheds but coloured tears? Continue reading 10 Minute Poetry: “Minutes Left”
In a moment of crisis, I do speak
To reflections of myself I do seek,
I look her in the eyes and say
“Take that globe and shake away” Continue reading 10 Minute Poetry: “Snow Globe”
“I drink from a broken glass,
As people quench their violent thirst,
Await alone in a deepened corner, for there is no more a bitter taste,
A taste for life and smiles of warmth,
Ones that don’t seem fake to the surface,” Continue reading 10 Minute Poetry: “Dirty Water”
