Tag: poem

©Arwen LeQuieu Once my life was shattered glass and dust There was smoke in the skies My pride, a million pieces at my feet And I wept aloud as I wandered The tattered pieces of my past clinging round my body Scars and scabs crisscrossing the heart New blood and old blood dried where there […]

©Arwen LeQuieu I wanted action He gave it to me I wanted power He let me have a little I wanted control He taught it to me I wanted more and he gave me more and more I wanted peace He gave me suffering I wanted life He took it out of me I wanted […]

©Arwen LeQuieu How are your dreams? What do you expect when you fall asleep? Do you sweat and pray, Call out in the darkness, And in your loneliness find a night apart from Nemo’s land unbearable? What fills the void left by dreamless nights Marching end on end through your calendar? Smoke in mirrors, candlelight, […]

Little grains fall through my fingers tips The ground is hard, there won’t be a harvest. There is rust on the till. ©Arwen LeQuieu 2013