Poem -

A FISTFUL OF NOTHING

A FISTFUL OF NOTHING

I AM DRAWN TO MANY THINGS
IN THIS FLEETING LIFE
MY EYES ARE AN OCEAN
OF DESIRE....

Poem -

plans + then some

was the fault of the moon for
she didn't like day
also, neither did i
so just kill it...

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Completion

Completion

Blessed garden bloom,
Lovely solace room.
Ponder glory tree,
Lifting only me!

...

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Poem -

washing a cup

That's it
For today then
I did wash a cup

Threw up a ball
Once or twice...

Poem -

SOME THINGS

IN LIFE DON'T HAVE ANSWERS SOME THINGS DO

Poem -

dust on a floor

gonna build me build me
not one more, I says to the lord
cos my hands is sore
and my...

Poem -

Moonchild

inspired by Marions poem "man in the moon"

Moonchild

Mommy dearest me
Bonny tis all to see
Come child take my hand
We can build castles in...

Poem -

Skys The Limit.

Is it a bird.
Is it a plane.
Is it a flying saucer.
No itโ€™s a.
Bloody well pink...

Poem -

one glove of dark blue

in a dream i was panic had only
one shoe one sleeve on my
sweater one glove of dark blue...

Poem -

AT THE START OF MY DAY

I LOVE TO PRAY, AT THE START OF MY DAY,
I LOVE TO ORGANIZE, AND PUT THINGS IN PLACE,
TO SWEEP...

Poem -

The Human Condition...

The Human Condition...

To live or die,
To deteriorate or procreate,
The human condition is a repeated rendition....

Poem -

A Creature of Three Heads

A Creature of Three Heads

That night the moon was not distinct.
I had to stop my cart in the forest,
not enough light...

Poem -

Floating Down On a Whisper

I think it might
have been
yesterday when ..
I caught
a brief glimpse
...

Poem -

NOVEMBER LEAVES

Life is a gentle, quiet embrace

NOVEMBER LEAVES

In November's gentle, quiet embrace,
Autumn's colors paint the world with grace,
Leaves of...

Poem -

Even now I am tortured

A recklessness and honestly stupidity

Simply sediment,
Barely there.
So small are these pieces.
So precious and with care...

Poem -

Seduction

I am your dark bride
The succubus of the night, that will
Dance in your dream forevermore.

Poem -

I Donโ€™t Know Why

I Donโ€™t Know Why

I donโ€™t know why I write when I know Iโ€™m wrong
The things that I did donโ€™t deserve their own song...