by Emma-Jane Barlow | Jun 20, 2013 | Uncategorized
Pulsating head/ticking in the heat. Boredom prevails my thoughts/ With the monotonous typing… typing/ Overworked Eyes/ Dart across the white. Waiting for a dictionary /to fall from my mind. Procrastination creeping in/ like a sunrise in the...
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 | Uncategorized
Alive with existence. I can feel the wind on my face. The atmosphere carries love – like a bird in flight. Monumental buildings scattered, tourists alert. Camera’s ready. The sky, welcoming the darkness. The tower packed. Excitement builds up in my stomach...
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...
