Annabelle Lee : Writing

Superbowl Sunday

Superbowl Sunday

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


We rock
Anna

Anna

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


An orb of light in my sister's doorway As I watch television in the downstairs living room A white figure flashes next to the entertainment display ..
That Bully

That Bully

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


the strangest things come to mind when I'm folding my socks.
The Sniffles

The Sniffles

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


Exhausted and sore Ready for sleep But the sniffles keep on chasing me It's this game of cat and mouse They run me up and down the house My back..
one girl

one girl

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


grrr
enough room

enough room

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


Come on in, Take a seat Make yourself at home Welcome to my heart Where I reside alone I hope you enjoy your visit Sir, you musn't stay long B..
Clockwork

Clockwork

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


One O'Clock Two O'Clock Three O'Clock Four Remembering the way You walked out that door Four O'Clock Five O'Clock Six O'Clock Seven Try to g..
The reason for my man arms

The reason for my man arms

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


If I were six pounds lighter Or had lifted five pounds more I'd already have state in my pocket Which is what I've been working for Not to worry, ..
Bring it on

Bring it on

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


Scream for the boys I like Clap for the ones I don't And by the end of the night I have a sore throat Trash talking with the rowdy crowd In the h..
It's all up to me

It's all up to me

A Poem by Annabelle Lee


I'm feeling pretty empowered as of late