The Beach
Original Poetry

The Beach

~by Elizabeth Troup Grainy, eternal sands,ground up, ancient seashellsgo on as far as the eye can see.The mystical image of the blue oceans,curling up into waves, crashing on the shoreline.The taste of salt stingsmy nose…

Pen Ink and Mascara
Original Poetry

Pen Ink and Mascara

Pen ink and mascara smear The tear-stained pages of Her little lined journal With the lavender cover.   The black ink and mascara Intertwine.  The words Tumble out of her Sobbing,             Sobbing,                         Sobbing…