elementia
Silhouettes in a Crowd
By Catherine StrayhallAs I walk through these crowds day after day,
I see people’s silhouettes;
The stuff they’re made of deep inside,
The good or bad they try to hide,
And their joy or sorrow with every breath.
Wicked Discretion
By Hannah JenkinsIt’s not about what you told me,
but what I chose to believe.
Nothing feels worse than living
an imaginary dream.
And they occur so often and freely
whenever Satan creeps in.
By the time I breathe, and count to ten
Relics of the Past
By Michelle ChanThe peace the nations had promised
Some days that were gold
Now all fade into stardust
Disappearing with the old
Song of Ice and Fire
By Lauren McGrathStare into these eyes of flame
Warm embrace of blazing love
Wild animal you cannot tame
Feral beauty of gentle dove
Gaze into these eyes of fire
Scorching heat of kindled lust
Burning secret of past desire