Alison M Whyte : Writing

Emilys Bow...

Emilys Bow...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


An Angel stands with his head hanging low for he holds in his hand, little Emily's bow. She was taken away and cannot be found her pink bow found l..
When the world sleeps...

When the world sleeps...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


TURN OFF THE LIGHTS, HIDE IN YOUR BED, PRAY FOR SUNLIGHT AND RESCUE - THE LURK IN THE SHADOWS, THEY BANG ON YOUR DOOR, THE LORD HAS DAMNED US A..
Daisychain...

Daisychain...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


Daddy said that he loved her, He told her that he cared, He promised not to hurt her, He could tell that she was scared - One day she'll always ..
Scented paper...

Scented paper...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


She walked down the street in the dark of night, A man grabbed her from behind and told her not to fight, He took her to an alley and warned her ..
Your faded footprint...

Your faded footprint...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


The rising and falling of our lives spent together, Once my heart was overcome with joy. My love for you lives in the beauty of night, Forever trap..
A toast to Hell...

A toast to Hell...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


Lift your glasses high my friend for soon it will be the end, Let's live our lives full till our final breath and pray it will be a quick and painl..
A little brown bear...

A little brown bear...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


A little girl hides under her bed and fears that soon she will be dead, Her Mother lays drunk and her Father's long gone, The darkness protects her..
My secret garden...

My secret garden...

A Poem by Alison M Whyte


Step into my garden, I'll be waiting by the swing for the twelve dozen roses youpromised tobring. As the flowers bloom lend me your ears, The ..