You are always welcome, serenity
Serenity
need not come
just at night
before eyes close
and dreams bathe
the pain of
sunny ghosts
Serenity
need come
each time
I exhale
the poison
of my flattened heart
Sinister leaves
Fall leaves
perform like
colorful ghosts
taking the shape
of sinister scare crows
The Scare Crow started a fire
Smoke clings to the
cold Autumn air
and to my wind blown lashes
I am distressed
because I cannot find the scare crow
who started the fire
Bionote
Ashlie Allen writes fiction and poetry. Her work has been published in The East Coast Literary Review, The Squawk Back, The Burningword Literary Journal, The Crab Fat Literary magazine, The Screech Owl and Conclave: A Journal of Character. Besides writing, she plans to get in to photography. Her favorite animal is an owl.
Always good to read Ashlie's work... I think the first of these poems is especially strong and sublime, as it needs to be talking about serenity... Fresh and originally expressed too..
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