Rigel is blue
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
“The coming storm”
The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile. She was a rare desert flower that dazzled me with flattering words. She whispered… Continue reading
“The portrait of you”
The portrait of you Phantom dreams led me to you. You were my illusion of perfection. I was flattered when you condemn me to loving you forever by a gesture of hello… Continue reading
Hell or high water
Upstream You were never easy, You were the day and I was the night, never stopping to keep our promises made. You were my sun and I was the moon, so… Continue reading
HIROSHIMA, An Outburst of emotional Oedema
Originally posted on sawndei:
He hovers over and around her like a bee on a flower Yet he claims he just likes her and did not come for the nectar He spends his…
london underground apologises (2005)
Originally posted on My Life in The Bush of Shepherds:
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chaotic word illustrations penned by maddened fools
Originally posted on Mike's Manic Word Depot:
paint by numbers dyslexia, the palate doesn’t match the taste buds doesn’t match the palate of another sunrise at the bottom of the sea shanty…
Dead flowers’
Dead flowers I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your… Continue reading
The night is young
The night is young and the night is long, my love I saw you perfect in the day and I saw you wild and sweet in the early morning. You are… Continue reading
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters She asked him, with tears falling down her pretty face. What do you want from me? You borrow and steal, leave me feeling empty. You walk away from me and… Continue reading