If a picture paints a thousand words Then where does that leave me A pen for a brush and ink as my paint And the words are what you all see
If the pen is mightier than the sword Then a warrior I must be With a cutting remark and sarcasm bold A shield of prose for me.
– Darren Scanlon
The first volume of the Positively Poetic Series. A collection of poems to suit all tastes. Covering a wide range of subjects and emotions including dark and thought provoking to tear-jerker’s and even light-hearted and romantic pieces. Truly a poem for all occasions!
There was thunder in the hut teeth clattered under the ground. Handcuffed you walk in inequality to qualify for hanging till dead. I may not tell myself what was happening to me. Moving in opposite direction the bird was able
Thanksgiving never will I forget Hopping in the car for a very long ride to grandma’s house With heavy frost on the grass, glistening in the sun Singing songs and counting grain bins to pass the time Now the frost
Sea sand wind and rain all will be gurgling in pain whence it has arisen in noises surfing waves alighting high and low above the ravines careless and moody lushing and slushing movements of waves for only surfing Pale is