Sounds They Echo [poem #143] January 27, 2018May 5, 2022 Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet4 Comments Sounds they echo through the walls into a corridor that never ends an echo of an echo down the hallway drifting to ears unknown. Enjoyed this poem? Hit that LIKE button and leave a comment below!
Tied Up [freehand poem #55] August 14, 2017May 5, 2022 Alina H. Hansen Writer & Poet2 Comments Hands and feet pinned back. Words are sounds the flesh and soul are separate if you think about it hard enough. Even tied up you could go anywhere. Enjoyed this poem? Hit that LIKE button and leave a comment below!