Rachel's Floetry

  • Weather Poems

    December’s confused. Trees like bulging veins, blighting silver skies. Clawing angrily for blankets on unsalted grounds, and toothless winds.   Lace-less buildings and unglazed streets! Exposed knees, and clip-less teeth! Frost-less windows are causing distress! The season’s in limbo, and the trees undressed!   The mist polishes us ’till we glisten. Until the roads mirror…

    Rachel • RachieVee

  • A Country

    Somewhere in me, a country rises, of cobble-stoned roads, street lamps like raised eyes, 3 panel windows on brick, of blown glass, wind chimes, and freshly baked bread. Somewhere where it’s winter. Somewhere I only find when I’m taken from everything else. A man I don’t know, but is the type only I could ever…

    Rachel • RachieVee