Poetry
At What Cost? A Poem by Soulla Christodoulou
93 At what cost… I can hear the whispers on the breezeYour breath smells of whiskeyThe notes vibrate my soulYour love intense brings me to
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93 At what cost… I can hear the whispers on the breezeYour breath smells of whiskeyThe notes vibrate my soulYour love intense brings me to
57 This week I’m sharing one of my shorter poems from my e-book collection Sunshine After Rain. I’ve chosen this poem because so many of
A splintering strike echoes through the night-time woods A growling beast as somber as the curtains falls Burning paper and mistaken questions catch in the