Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere) > Writing | WritersCafe.org

I’ll wait For you in my dreams You’ll know me by my Long blonde hair I’ll know you by your Blue suede shoes And your re..

I know it’s late And I can’t sit up straight But never one to complain That’s a lie I said sarcastically To no one In par..

For a laugh

He knew She was there He didn’t have to see He smelt her lavender Knowing she dabbed it Every morning noon night He felt her smile..

The old man Stared into the sun Blinking Happy tears His large hat Shadingmost of his Crinkly neck Swiping the dam flies away It was..

The flesh has left The bones now free What’s left of us When we go Only God Shall surely see

Being fully awake in this world is not the same as being woke

War poem Could be any war

The eyes Are blue The shirt was yellow Your cheeks Were pink And brightly stained Your hands Are youthful But neck all lined ..

Short story