Biography of Anne Lacy
I have always loved poetry and the mystery and power it holds. So, I am happy to share some of mine with you and joyously read all of yours.
I suppose it should be noted that my poems were written not long ago during a sad time in my life; when my grandmother died of Cancer. My poems tell much of the suffering me and my family have endured these long months she has been gone. I hope you realise the emotional release that these poems are to me; and open your heart to their messages within.
Anne Lacy Poems
Yellow cactus Fresh with thorns Let me tell you how it was born You see what once was
Did You Know?
Would you guess A simple hug A caring word To show you still believe in her
One more day That is all you’ll say You cry and scream at the light I think I’ve finally seen
I See You
I am watching you I see you begin to fade Your once bright light Is growing dim
Listen Take time to hear What others say It might just be important
I died to live So did you? Then join me In this fight against the odds
Through Her Eyes
Let us view The world As she sees it A little girl
To face her sunlight hours She will need More than her own strength can give So carry her
Rain surrounds you It kisses your cheeks And you imagine The rain
Look at that girl Staring at you She appears to not see you Yes, that is true
Did I Ever Tell You?
Do you love me? Because I love you. Have I ever told you so? I see that I have not
Cry Weep Tears Let them flow
Listen Do not speak Just listen And maybe
She screams She sighs She lies About herself
Does she feel?
She has lied so much
(She herself could tell you as much)
She seems to have forgotten