Being cool about
the way it went
is harder than it looks.
Ice may have formed
a fragile crust
but inside I’m burnin’ up.
© Stayin’ Cool is a short poem written by Ms Moem.
I can smile
at the memories
but I know in my heart
we’re destructive together.
We’re better apart.
Destructive Love is a short poem by Ms Moem.
He peeked through her curtains
She knew that he did it.
But somehow, it felt right.
He was the very first man
She let into her room.
As he left her at sunrise
“Goodnight Mr Moon.”
Mr Moon is a short poem by Ms Moem
She called him The Snowman.
It was fun building him up, like no man
Had ever been built before. When fresh, he was a magnificent sight
But as she slept, he always disappeared, just melted away into the night.
She’d see him again.
Perhaps. But she never knew when.
Until then, she resolved to never let it show
That she was waiting on the snow.
The Snowman is a short poem by Ms Moem.