by Emma-Jane Barlow | Aug 2, 2013 | Poetry
Turning the corner alone, you left behind. A daughter whose words were wise and kind. Ripping apart all that is known. Now all that is left is skin and bone. The heart will heal, but respect is lost. Change can have an unforgivable cost. Desires of the future will...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | Jul 29, 2013 | Poetry
Elegant symbol catches the light. Ready to soar. Wings expanding. Flooded with freedom. Any place is home. Partners with blue Friends with green. One second to admire her beauty. One minute later you remember her. The white queen of nature. Restricted creature, that...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | Jun 6, 2013 | Poetry
Waiting for the train to arrive. Page waiting to be turned. A freshly printed novel. Waiting to be desired by wise eyes. A canvas of white, longing for colour. Patches of fresh white snow unmarked by nature. Waiting for the rain to fall. A gathering of clouds aiming...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Poetry
Hitting the cold pavement with my flip-flops. Southern sun. Beating down on my pale exterior. Soft whispers in the wind, tranquillity, warmth. Waves reaching toes of joyful children. Hospitality exchanged. Strangers have welcoming smiles. Trees hold hands, cooling...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Poetry
Livestock rushing thirty degrees. Overpopulated streets, American phrases. I can feel the warmth on my curious face. In the moment, in the moment. Hit in the shoulder, I fall to the concrete. Mannerisms or just plain rudeness? It’s almost time for the light to start...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | May 8, 2013 | Poetry
Hooded figures, emerge as daylight disappears. Dissatisfied with ice-cold steel to sit upon. Waiting, eyes darting. Is that the one? No. Thudding beats – individual ears. Sheeted glass walls, freshly black paint fumes. I study a young girl half naked in the winter...