"Walking in the Dark" by Isabella J Mansfield
 

in this fog

headlights

look like halos

angels approaching

at high speeds

triumphant trumpets

blaring

steel wings beat

winds that could

carry me home

if I step one

foot off this

center line

"Come With Me" by Isabella J Mansfield

When I ask you

to come with me

what I’m really

saying is what

I can’t say to you

it’s that I trust

you enough to

share this with you

it’s that I want you

to know what runs

through my mind

When I ask you

to come with me

it’s because I need

you and can’t tell

you why but I can

tell a room full

of strangers because

then it’s ambiguous

it’s just words on a page