Lianne 1990 Poems

as the sun rises
warmth encloses
encircles me
...

I was dreaming and saw
a room, as clean and tidy
as anyone could wish
...

A great well of flowing emotions
inside my being, o how precious
to feel like having the feeling
that they're not made to stay inside.
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Once upon a time
that's how all stories start
but the moment I felt
as though I were flying
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I shan't tell you why, but I feel like
cramming a vast amount of words
in a bowl too tight to hold them
inside, so they definitely will spill
...

stones removed from a wall
no effort will stop them
tumbling down
spread all over the place
...