Tag: poetry
Island in the crowd
Her face is an Island in the crowd
while I was lost at sea
banished from prior shores
by my own good taste
I will gladly go to that strange ...
Creation > Invention
I could not hear their orchestra
as I’m afraid a child was laughing
I could not hear their bombs
as time was ticking
I could not hear ...
On the bridge in Cincinnati
On the bridge dancing
to a tune that he was humming
both knowing new seasons were coming.
Dancing they pledging a friendship tomorrow would ...
Raining with the windows open
All last night I fell asleep
to the sound of rain applauding
A blink of lightning every now and then.
Autumns breath within my room
was all ...
Kara Bibb: In Her Words
‘I have been writing for about twenty-one years. I asked for my first diary when I was nine and have been journaling ever since. That ...
idle class
By Kara Bibb
i say we not be the hibernating breed
i say we start campfires
in the middle of the steet in the middle of the afternoon
in the...
Self-Portrait
By Kara Bibb
When people ask what became of me
answer quickly
Alcoholism and Anorexia
When they say, but she was so pretty
roll your eyes
Sm...
Justice or Just Is
By Kara Bibb
I urge you to look up the word “apathy”
Enter into your vocabulary
the expression
“That could be me”
My...