A broken castleA Queen finds a home with herDragon, not a knight
Category: My Writing
Learning by growing (haikus)
i. This space is not mineWhite walls with empty tablesBut I could grow here ii. Time turned into yearsSpinning faster than its lightI couldn't stop and pause iii. The sun came aroundAsking if I had seen youI sighed at white walls
Lies (haiku)
You can’t ask for meWith that snake in your voice — IKnow better poison
Brave to mention (haikus)
i. They knew the kind youBut I knew you when your handsShouted your anger ii. My words could repeatYour actions but no one wouldBelieve a small mouse
Only wanted (haiku)
I wanted you toSee the brilliant stars — but youSaw the flies instead Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
Turning out
“He’ll scour the land for you,” society told me.They always whispered delicate words.“He’ll turn over every single stoneUntil he finds you, his one and only.” But boys didn’t even turn my way.They kept their eyes pinned onto the girlsWho change everything they canTo make themselves stars in the skies. Do I need my own spinning … Continue reading Turning out
Control your life
Sometimes I want to visit the world. Other times I want to watch the world burn. Sometimes I want to go somewhere with friends. Other times I just want to be alone forever. Sometimes I want to relax for a little while. Other times I work until I can’t walk anymore. But who are you … Continue reading Control your life
Glass chains have shattered
Touch the glass wall And shatter it all I don’t mean to But I’m about to explode Can’t keep me here for long Unless you want the storm too Cause the chains are gone And I’m tired of waiting ---------For someone else’s approval Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
I’m a bad puzzle piece
Everyone has straight and curved sidesThey know what they want andThey know what they’re good at – butI’m not one to follow the crowd I somehow molded my edges to a pointTo poke into everything andI can’t state a reason as to whyI get my nose into so many things So, I’m crawling through the … Continue reading I’m a bad puzzle piece
Blocks suck
Writer’s block is a curious thing. You’re faced with a slip n’ slideThat you must turn into a swing,And nothing comes out at all. It looks something like this: Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
