Justin Street : Writing

Old mountain

Old mountain

A Poem by Justin Street


Cold is the snow, under my feetBlades are the wind, at my skinCane is the object, guiding me throughBeauty is the hope, I will seeRocks I grab, along ..
Anarchy

Anarchy

A Poem by Justin Street


I have an impulseA dark desireThat the world would endIn situation direI have a nail to driveIn the headsOf the leaders of the worldPoliticians deadI ..
He who was fog

He who was fog

A Poem by Justin Street


Through the hills he walksWith fear of touching the skyNever wanting to fly againEscaping his way to dieHe runs faster than the windAnd ducks througho..
Her impression

Her impression

A Poem by Justin Street


Am I happyToday I was askedAm IMy head is in the pastEvery moment I ever smiledEvery feeling I ever saidTruth and lies filedHeartache only fedEvery ki..
Zues and the end (A-Z poem)

Zues and the end (A-Z poem)

A Story by Justin Street


All burned, charred deathEverywhere, forever goneHello I joke, killed loversMen, nymphsOld powers quarrelRest, stillTelling urgentlyVenus wanes xenonY..
Those days

Those days

A Poem by Justin Street


SweetThe smell that flows over dewy leavesForever and everThese memoriesWonderThe small insects that shed on the treeTimeless enoughThese memoriesLove..
Aqua

Aqua

A Poem by Justin Street


Floating soul aquaBeauty always is your nameYou touch the heart, mine
I had a dream

I had a dream

A Poem by Justin Street


I have a dreamI am in darkness I look and see a worldOnly wanting evolutionPicking and grabbingUntil all remaining life is lost in timeI see a worldCo..
The tinkerer

The tinkerer

A Poem by Justin Street


These days I work aloneTinkering and the likeI find it so interestingFilling gaps in my lifeThe screws and sharp metalFilling a hole?No, making it big..
Catacombs

Catacombs

A Poem by Justin Street


Webs of the fallenWelcome meTo these stone hallsWhere the dead walk freeThe path below my stepSo creekAlert the deadTo make groans weakI see my father..