Francie Lynch Poems

A triumphant voice denotes
A life leaving this room.
We should not be surprised:
It tells us:
...

I'd like to
Write a poem,
Then
Just
...

I've a sinking friendship,
Torpedoed by the bullshit,
And listing.
The first mate mutinied.
...

I'm a piece of work.
A block of marble,
A bit of rock;
A driftwood face
...

My dentist
Referred me
To a
Cardiologist
...

Autumn is icumen in
With tricks and treats
And all its whims.
...

I'm anxious of leaving,
I know where
It's leading;
To a cave
...

Thanks
For the party
You threw
For me;
...

Temptation shies
From revealing sun,
Its subtleties
Shine on everyone.
...

Before air became gas,
And water waste;
Before light became lasers,
And fireworks cannons;
...