Audrey Loveland Poems

Give me the life of the bird.
Swallowed in crimson clouds,
And scarlet shrouds.
Breathless, weightless not a sound to be heard.
...

I stirred from sleeping, dazed, having suffered quite the fall,
-and through my plight devoid of light I couldn't see at all.
The black abyss that swallowed me, produced an eerie feeling,
-I tried to push up off the ground but my head was reeling.
...

2018:
Lucy wasn't much to look at, or so that's what she thought,
nothing but an old maid.
Oh sure she'd added a few more rings to her flesh,
...

Lady fair, with primrose-eyes,
Upon your bosom teardrops lie,
Your faint complexion stirred with red,
Your gilded-curls lay limp and dead,
...

When winter fell across the plain.
And silence stalked the midnight air.
The chilled wind shook the crop and grain.
The Dogwood trees were bare.
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