Home Read Write Forums Blogs Strange times By Louise178Sat, 01 Aug 2020 710 reads 2 comments The smirk on your lips and scorn in your eyes is killed by a quick turn as I stand transfixed from your thoughts outplaying on a street in the sun what did I do? but try to walk past step away from me I wear no mask Certificate UPoemPaper Basket PoetryBiography Facebook Twitter Log in to post comments Comments 1 User voted this as great feedback Showdown Permalink Submitted by Tom Brown on Sat, 2020-08-01 18:11 Showdown. Very sad it made me think of a leper. Excellent. Log in to post comments Thank you Permalink Submitted by Louise178 on Sat, 2020-08-01 18:39 Thank you Louise Log in to post comments
Strange times By Louise178Sat, 01 Aug 2020 710 reads 2 comments The smirk on your lips and scorn in your eyes is killed by a quick turn as I stand transfixed from your thoughts outplaying on a street in the sun what did I do? but try to walk past step away from me I wear no mask Certificate UPoemPaper Basket PoetryBiography Facebook Twitter Log in to post comments Comments 1 User voted this as great feedback Showdown Permalink Submitted by Tom Brown on Sat, 2020-08-01 18:11 Showdown. Very sad it made me think of a leper. Excellent. Log in to post comments Thank you Permalink Submitted by Louise178 on Sat, 2020-08-01 18:39 Thank you Louise Log in to post comments
