Shemaine English Poems

A great
and terrible
beauty
is in
...

I shake
loose
...

Under the bridge,
moonlight cascades
itself
across her face
...

Your tears
burn the
flesh
of my fingers
...

Midnight Magic

There is magic.
In the texture
...

You leave
me.

Ambiguous
...

On wings
of desire,
I fly
...

Inside
of me
he finds
a
...

Grief-stricken
mothers,
broken families,
lost children
...

This
torrid
sensation
flowing.
...