Where is my Amélie in a world exclusively of her own making Walk to me in the Café
...
Clickety clack, train on the track Sending the dreamer to sleep, Been looking out the window...
"MUM! gnumfilshpopshtot."
" I cannot hear your dear.......
the bath is running loudly...
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Camphor soliloquies,
incandescent wordplay idiom savants,
cannonizing objective intricacies...
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We are the underestimated geniuses,
The artists of art unseen,
With wild eyes, and...
This is a poem about all poetry.
Let's start again...
this is a poem about poetry,
Your reaching ocean waves wash the shoreline like blinks that release warm and bitter tears ...
I sit and muse about the archaic words I use. Knitting sentences with my knitting needles, my...
...just think about it then do something about it dammit...
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Poem and...
Obsessively seeking out
association with all the pretty stars,
so called celebrity.....
If I had a garden I'd grow boobs,
D cups, or Cs at least,
Not these puny Bs.
What's...
to help retain a trace of summer and two one five - three seven zero - eight nine two nine ...
Sometimes when I am lost for an idea I open the dictionary and look at the first word my finger falls on....
Birthday is another day,
Wishes is just dreams,
That wont ever come true.
I'll blow...