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Leonell EchaFebruary 12, 2018

This high haven that now traps us Writings and tags on every side Principles crowned by a just cause Wishes that confine to confide This high haven that now traps us Was once out of reach from the tide. Feels like riding on a lost bus, We forget the comfort we hide. Heights that snuff […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 10, 2018

This is a compilation of EB Art Organization. As is the tradition, every year we release a free ebook for the enjoyment of poetry lovers and writers. It is simply a collection of works contributed by various writers (poets) about life, love, living and death. Download the free chapbook here Nineteen Eleven Fifty-One (The Chapbook) […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 9, 2018

Katsaridaphobia As long as humans live in boxes A next door neighbour Unnerving. Eerie. Creepy. Spectral. Night time usurper Stepping in like a house owner A knack for dirtiness that leaves you neat. It weds at night when their antennas host the reception. In bags, rags, sacks, and rack, they wrack. The only fright in […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 7, 2018

Love in a box, like a gift or a casket, Enveloping sunlight or death. On days when love stays out sleeping, Needing a melody to awake; Every sentry rages from under to surface, Levelling calm and restoring temper – Leaving the water to verify her name. Each, a temple Carrying hats of ordinances. Hoping to […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 7, 2018

I wish to see the breeze today I pray To carry thus with me, to perfect flee To leave alone my troubles be at sea. Beside the sun’s conflicting rays, I’d say, And tender push of leaves roaming the tree, I wish to see the breeze today I pray To carry thus with me, to […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 5, 2018

Grumpy old Monday is hurrying me, like it gave me 5 days in the weekend. Oh darn this sunrise worrying this end! I wish I was a Koala on tree, so this fatigue in me, sleep can just mend. Grumpy old Monday is hurrying me, like it gave me 5 days in the weekend. Eyes […]

Leonell EchaFebruary 1, 2018

Like God,i know me well. When i sin, i can tell i err. I never drown in fear. I amend,don’t compare at all. So many times i crawl, Climb up the heights then fall below. And that is how i know The ugly face of woe lurking. I get back to working, Concluding the hurting […]

Leonell EchaJanuary 30, 2018

I’m told that honesty Is a cuff to imprison one Like in a hit and run. So i dare speak of none to you. But tonight it is true. I am enamored too, i know. I feel my insides glow When hand in hand we go about. My heart begins to pout. My little boy […]

Leonell EchaJanuary 29, 2018

Dear John, stay where you are. There is nothing as far as near. Yes, i believe in fear, The steps you never hear coming With imprisoned drumming. Still,stay behind your string and sleep. Secrets are ours to keep. For memories, don’t weep today. Life has nothing to say When death has been away for long. […]

Leonell EchaJanuary 26, 2018

No phone yet you won’t stop calling. No voice yet you come in bawling. Acting all good always in touch. Every gift you bring takes so much. You are indeed a friend in need, For in your friend’s gladness you feed. Your faithfulness won’t stop checking to know how much tears are there,Ill. Your sight […]

The Walls We Build To Keep Us In

Download Free Poetry Chapbook : ‘Nineteen Eleven Fifty-One’

The Many Faces Fear Wears

There Is An Acrostic Behind All Of These

I Did Not Find The Wind Today

Lazy Layabout Lax

I Am My Own God

Can I be Honest With You?

For Those Who Were Not Born

The Way Death Keeps In Touch.

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground

Seeds

A ditty

The Good Society

open more doors

in the ground