Poetry

These four walls – by Suzanne Allen

Laying here. Staring at these four walls. Wondering if there is a purpose to it all. The clock slowly ticks away the time. Tired and anxious. My normal mind. Looking through the slightly open blinds. The sounds of the world. Slowly going by. Tired of being here, as before. Want to go home. Find solace… Continue reading These four walls – by Suzanne Allen

Poetry

Night Drive

Night Drive by Suzanne Allen Lights reflecting on the glass. The skyline blurring past. The low hum beneath the wheels. Concrete and steel, never yields. Roads, curving, banking left and right. Traffic moving through the night. Sounds of music gently heard. Slightly muffled are the words. Talking about this and that. Occasional singing or a… Continue reading Night Drive

Poetry

The Heart’s Song by Suzanne Allen

It beats in a steady rhythm. Deep sounds of a gentle hum. Waiting for the echo. The heartbeat of another one. Each day the sound is silent. Vacant, no return. The heart continues its song. Aching from its yearn. One day the song will cease. No longer will it make its plea. The life will… Continue reading The Heart’s Song by Suzanne Allen