CLAUDIA C MORADO Poems

But I gave you what I could
You said it was ok
But I gave you what I could
You said there was no way
...

Breath in
Tall Green Trees
Fresh Cut Grass
Crisp Air at Sunrise
...

It is not that I look to blame
It is not that I can't see the rain.

It is not that I intend to dwell inside my Hell
...

Why I wonder do I go home?
All I feel is empty and begin to roam.
I walk around as if I have lots to do
When in reality I haven’t a clue!
...

Get over it

It's done
...

I took my stick
They heard the splatter
It looked so SIC
All was shattered!
...