Liz : Writing

Beach Bag-Rough Draft

Beach Bag-Rough Draft

A Poem by Liz


The Beach Bag The past summer I let my nails grow. I haven’t enough anxiety left to chew them Now ..
No Other

No Other

A Poem by Liz


There is no otherwho can elicitfrom me suchtender emotion,longing and desire.No other that I wish tosee.No other whose arms I wish to be inNo other I ..
A Question

A Question

A Poem by Liz


Can a person startanew?Erasing fondest memories:Caresses of hair and faceskin to skinkissing passionatelyand reeling secretlybehind a shedor in the pa..
Esperanza

Esperanza

A Poem by Liz


If her words end upunansweredbut readthen she still feels she has some worth.For they may have fallen on deaf earsbut at least he sees them as they ar..
Double Edged Nothing

Double Edged Nothing

A Poem by Liz


I dream of only youIn the night I wakealone and sobbing.And when I slip back into sleepyou reappear and see me with a wickedgrin for you know my secre..
Futility

Futility

A Poem by Liz


Words fall onto the page-each drop of ink likeblood spilling fromher veins.Her efforts fruitlessDraining to lifelessnessA sedated miserySolitary confi..
The Last Kiss

The Last Kiss

A Poem by Liz


Desire like poison surging into my soul.Oh but to taste your sweet lips-alas, I find myself stymied,paralyzedas I meander along bereaveduntilthe sun i..
The Docks

The Docks

A Poem by Liz


///////////////////////////////Down by the docks she waits.Wind in her hair gnarling at herwith its claws.But she does not shiverFor she has love in h..