Poems

with a sand-weevil thespian mind attuned
to shaking spears before quills
we wage war upon...

Man cannot comprehend the flawless,
While subjected to the wicked and lawless.
Mountain of...

Heaven.
Hell.
No such
places.
No such
constructs.
Save
in...

Does winter call for summer's
song
Do bare twigs mourn for
leaves long gone
...

i don't drink
often
Christmas
has always
been the
exception

...

Love was completely bald and selling medicines
that often cauterized the weeping
but...

Glossy green leaves blowing amidst a blustery breeze

Falling from broken boughed branches on yon...

Love you so,
My heart’s breaking,
Miss you so,
My eyes’ tearing
(The sea’s...

The image in the mirror returned my gaze,
the moving different to me was another phase;
if a...

I laugh....
then I cry
but alas
I do not know why...;

My mindfulness of...

Dear sweet friend
of memories light,
it is thee I haunt
this Christmas night.

...

Little bit of humour,
Little bit of hate,
Little bit of laughter,
Worrying disgrace...

5 and half years ago
they let me out the gate
had to sit behind the door
cos of silly...

Sometimes we get caught in a rut like being on a round that's not going so merry

Sometimes we enjoy...

How on earth can I resist your chocolatty smell

As you tantilize my tastebuds in that box teasing...

Onward oh beast of joy's opposition
Thou cans't not stay above
Such outwardly magnificent...

Poetry needs a sense of humor, this is not, Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer
This is Poetry
I...