Poem -

Sombra del amor

Sombra del amor

Sombra del amor

Estrella mia
tallado a deseo
nunca inscrita

aqui en la tierra...

Poem -

True freedom

Is a consideration.

Is the drawing of the lines.

Knowledge of what's out of bounds....

Poem -

The little street urchin 😢

The little street urchin 😢

Somewhere shuffling amidst my inner imagination

I see a little street urchin, suffering from the...

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Poem -

September the first 🍁

September the first 🍁

Twas a chilly morning on September the first, tho one seldom questioned why

Thirty one long days...

Poem -

Misty Blues 💙

Misty Blues 💙

Magical misty blues are yon colours up so high

Weaving wondrous woves as Cumulus clouds pass me by...

Poem -

LAST DAYS SCOFFERS

THE SCOFFERS HAVE COME JUST AS THE BIBLE HAS SAID,
AWAKE ALL YE SLEEPERS AND GET OUT OF BED.
...

Poem -

Water flows

Water flows

Though it does not seem to be,
water, which is,
flows by, through and across
the dark...

Poem -

Nuts + Bananas

lounging around
looking cool in pyjamas
letting the worlds slip away
sitting about...

Poem -

The Pickle Poem

This poem was inspired by an episode of The Andy Griffith Show

I can't overlook what you did because it was an incredibly stupid thing to do.
You wanted a batch of...

Poem -

Fed Up

Why try to listen
when you can guarantee to
please I’m begging you

Poem -

Find me...

would you find me
if I lost myself
if I've lost myself
because I choose

would...

Poem -

Judgements

Karmas pointing finger

Judgements

There’s an art lost to the dark of neon arcs
Where words sink or charge the energy of rising charts...

Poem -

Goodbye August 🌞

Goodbye August 🌞

Goodbye August with your summer season.. you have left us sprinkles of showery rain showers no doubt for a...

Poem -

creation is in the hands of...

a destructive world is,
a children hands of god
god destructive world is,
a childs...

Poem -

THE POST BOX

Somewhere in a garden
A red box is nailed
To a wooden fence
Which overlooks the...

Poem -

Smell of fresh mown grass...

Smell of fresh mown grass last day of August 2021

Ah... already the summer
approaches closing time,
but yours truly can squeeze
one more...

Poem -

I

I fear
but I’m not afraid
I hurt
but I do not bleed
I cry
but I won’t...