Chantelle Clark Poems
Free Verse Personification Poem- Sorrow Of Me
When sunsets for night sorrow drifts in, whispering through the trees.
Her gown flutters through the air as she glides over me.
Setting quietness throughout the land,
In a dangerious whisper that gave me shivers.
The despair settled over me, as her calming deadly wrath,
Wrapped me in a blanket of sadness.
Through Adult's Eyes
Through an Adult's eyes, Life's a game.
The news, the prose, they're one and the same.
A war claims lives,
Its only a fight through an Adult's eyes.
Through an Adult's eyes, work is all.
The Jobs, the paperwork, each day is a wall.
Computers and books.