Zoe Guillory


Zoe Guillory Poems

1. Shadows On The Water 10/3/2012
2. If I Had A Paintbrush 10/6/2012
3. The Memory Place 10/6/2012
4. The Day The Piano Came 10/6/2012
5. The Serpent 10/6/2012
6. The Vision 10/6/2012
7. Untouchable Paradise 10/6/2012
8. A Boy At The Window 10/6/2012
9. Child Of The Dawn 10/6/2012
10. Stolen Lives 10/6/2012
11. When Memories End 10/6/2012
12. Self Portrait 10/6/2012
13. I Love You 11/13/2012
14. I Am Imperfection 11/13/2012
15. I Still Miss You 11/13/2012
16. Every Day Under The Sun 11/13/2012
17. Hollow 11/13/2012
18. Schizophrenia 11/13/2012
19. The Domino Effect 11/13/2012
20. My Bluejay 12/2/2012
21. Cursed 12/2/2012
22. And I Waited 12/2/2012
23. Christmas Eve 12/2/2012
24. Wasted Away 12/2/2012
25. Image 12/2/2012
26. My Butterfly 12/2/2012
27. Savior 3/31/2013
28. Fallen 3/31/2013
29. Footprints In The Sand 3/31/2013
30. Night And Day 3/31/2013
31. Isolation 3/31/2013
32. Just Another Story 3/31/2013
33. Wishes 3/31/2013
34. A Black Cat Among The Roses 3/31/2013
35. Remember Me 3/31/2013
36. Join The Party 3/31/2013
37. Early Light 3/31/2013
38. A Thought 3/31/2013
39. Broken Water 6/22/2012
40. A Place Called Eden 6/22/2012

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The Backwards Boy In The Backwards World

In the early morning, she is lying on the floor. He kneels and whispers, 'I love you.' And whishes he was sorry. He doesn't want to move, so he stays, dreaming about what they could have had if she would have only listened to him. He shakes his head, floating between dreaming and waking, knowing that they're coming to take him away from her forever.

He stares down at her. She is pale and covered with blood and bruises. She doesn't look like a real person. Everything seems strange, like a dream. Like a nightmare in which you lose everything. Light shines through the bloody windows, like ...

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The Loner

You turn your face towards the sun,
hoping that it will warm you.
And yet, your back is to the moon,
but you don't try to change it.
You pray that your smile
will make a suffecient mask,
but that it may have a crack,
and someone could see the tears.
They'd offer you help,

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