Best Poems Written by Elliot Fenton

An Angel Born On the 4th of July, Her Eyes and Favorite Colour As I Say Goodbye

Her eyes are the color of ice on a cool winters twilight, 
drastically different then the color that's in her soul. 
 
An acidy lime green that melts away all the plastic of this synthetic world with a hiss & a fizzle. 

From the moment you were born there were lights 
across the sky to dazzle passerby, 
coincidence is a blind mans reason. 

Independence lives in this woman, not the Fourth of July.
 I didn't commit treason, but I never understood why.....

Copyright © Elliot Fenton | Year Posted 2018