Elizabeth Sheaffer Poems
|1.||Alone In The Crowd||2/3/2007|
|2.||Drops Of Crimson On The Pillowcase||12/31/2006|
|3.||Lost In My Dreams (Insanity Reigns)||4/5/2007|
|4.||Lost Within Myself (Bi-polarity Comes Knocking)||4/11/2007|
|5.||Crimson Carpets At Dusk||12/30/2006|
|6.||And The Storm Rages On||8/29/2007|
|8.||Affliction Most Severe (I'm Letting Go)||4/4/2007|
|10.||More Than An Embrace||1/30/2007|
|11.||Tainted Future (Ruinous Deeds)||4/28/2008|
|12.||Can Death Come Calling If You Don't Have A Telephone?||10/20/2007|
|13.||A Friend In Need||1/29/2009|
|14.||The Last Resort||12/30/2006|
|15.||Broken Hearts Eventually Mend||1/17/2007|
|16.||The Unseen Prove Most Dear||2/4/2007|
|18.||Bitter Anguish Of A Mother (Teardrops In The Dusty Street)||4/16/2007|
|19.||What's A Teenager? (Mommy Dearest)||4/16/2007|
Must poems always be about love, or hate?
Must they always mention God, or fate?
I want to write a poem that's new
But something you can still relate to.
There once was a bird, sitting upon a limb.
A small, baby bird; his mother behind him.
He peered o'er the nest, to the ground far below.
His mum, she pushed him off, and watched him go