Carl Roussell Poems

These words
A work complete,
An old wound reopened,
Or a new love healing your soul;
...

As they all sat down
At the table to eat, drink,
A little nervous.
Turning round, 'Ah, there you are! '
...

Maybe we shouldn't squander
what we have in this world,
maybe more or maybe less
than we might have liked.
...

Your voice,
the price you paid.
A young and broken life,
beaten and battered, bones fractured.
...

A glimmer of sunlight
Warms me, makes me whole.
Then the night return.
...

She
protects
herself now
from words of love,
...

I
shed tears
for you once,
love remembered
...

I felt a cool breeze flow across my face.
The Sun wasn't so warm it burned my skin,
And I felt comfortable in that place.
My heart felt so free, my eyes were open.
...

The world revolves, spins
in this, their grand scheme of things.
What are they scheming?
They are talking over you,
...

It's not a good place,
I know, but I
keep going back because
no one there reminds me
...