Danielle ThompsonI watch my hands, my fingers curling and uncurling restlesslyThey flex and fold the pathways that crisscross my fleshMar 26, 2018Mar 26, 2018
Danielle ThompsonSmall voice in a large roomI may look confident, I love to laugh. I’m always there on a night out, Dancing and drinking and smiling. And that’s easy because it’s just…Dec 30, 2017Dec 30, 2017
Danielle ThompsonPoem 310816We build our dreams upon the sand The shifting space of thought & time The bricks of hope The shape of wanting A home for our hidden…Nov 5, 2017Nov 5, 2017
Danielle ThompsonPoem 021216I awake. Moonlight dances across the darkened room, Making patterns in the shadows. My thoughts are sluggish, Treacle-like sliding through…Nov 5, 2017Nov 5, 2017
Danielle ThompsonPoem 170717Moisture beads on window pane, Fogging up the view outside Fingers trace a sullen pattern A twisted heart and broken mind.Nov 5, 2017Nov 5, 2017