Moon – Smith Shine Poetry

I Knew It To Be True

The wonderwall came crashing, as the snow slowly melted at the vicarage garden. An I knew it to be true! Before its darkside played its tune. Before even the earth, encounted its moon. Stones that failed to wake, lights flashed blue. Calls rang unheard, heard only was dead as the second wave of phonics matchedContinue reading “I Knew It To Be True”

Waved back at me

You were helpless on the concrete steps, the moon was pulling firm. I pulled a life buoy ring from a post on the promenade. You showed your teeth in fear I pushed down releasing you back into the sea, they are all incredulous when I tell them in your appreciation, you turned and waved backContinue reading “Waved back at me”