Three word inspiration.
the taste of his lips
lingered in her mouth
sending incessant message
to her brain
he loves me...
but he was always offline
after that
and soon she was unsure about
her feelings
it was like a word quiz
to her ...no yes no yes...
like semaphores.
flaunt , flirt, languish
lingered in her mouth
sending incessant message
to her brain
he loves me...
but he was always offline
after that
and soon she was unsure about
her feelings
it was like a word quiz
to her ...no yes no yes...
like semaphores.
flaunt , flirt, languish
dawn light
flirt through the
green shrub
to languish
the petals
blushed
in yellow
then she
lift her face
searching him
below the
greenery
when
she met
his gaze
shining
brightly
she lift
her head
to flaunt
the bees
and the
butterflies
stain . blurry . puddle
flirt through the
green shrub
to languish
the petals
blushed
in yellow
then she
lift her face
searching him
below the
greenery
when
she met
his gaze
shining
brightly
she lift
her head
to flaunt
the bees
and the
butterflies
stain . blurry . puddle
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I used to have a sundial, but I was late to all my important meetings.
The excitement that it created in the community was palpable.
So, next time you have the hunger to be on time,
buy a windup watch, but don't forget to wind it up
or it will create the same tardiness troubles.
One thing is for sure & you can count on it,
no matter how late you are,
the sun will still rise.
cupcake, bacon, nostalgic
The excitement that it created in the community was palpable.
So, next time you have the hunger to be on time,
buy a windup watch, but don't forget to wind it up
or it will create the same tardiness troubles.
One thing is for sure & you can count on it,
no matter how late you are,
the sun will still rise.
cupcake, bacon, nostalgic
being
useless
as a sundial
in the night
except for the
fullmoon with
no clouds
only the
hunger for an
excitement
keeping it
going...
---
i was late
cupcake, bacon, nostalgic
morning with a
smell of bacon
evening tea with
a soft cupcake
nights with you
inside the sheets
now the days with
just the nostalgic
memories
rock . lies . pure
useless
as a sundial
in the night
except for the
fullmoon with
no clouds
only the
hunger for an
excitement
keeping it
going...
---
i was late cupcake, bacon, nostalgic
morning with a
smell of bacon
evening tea with
a soft cupcake
nights with you
inside the sheets
now the days with
just the nostalgic
memories
rock . lies . pure
Not much of a love poem
sometimes
I find there's nothing pure
about my heart
not no more
not for a long time
not since all the other times
but other times I find
it beats like a Brazil drum
carnival time
(insert boom boom bum)
___ == ___
crawled out from under a rock
and turned the radio on
some guy sang
"what's done is done
what's won is won
and what's lost
is lost forever"
I listened to his song
and hoped he was mistaken
then thought
therein lies the question
-lyrics from The town I loved so well sung by Paddy Reilly ...a real tear jerker
temperance, toxic, colour
sometimes
I find there's nothing pure
about my heart
not no more
not for a long time
not since all the other times
but other times I find
it beats like a Brazil drum
carnival time
(insert boom boom bum)
___ == ___
crawled out from under a rock
and turned the radio on
some guy sang
"what's done is done
what's won is won
and what's lost
is lost forever"
I listened to his song
and hoped he was mistaken
then thought
therein lies the question
-lyrics from The town I loved so well sung by Paddy Reilly ...a real tear jerker
temperance, toxic, colour
I could have loved a pint of bitter
and maybe a finger or two of
something on the rock
but I really don't want a repeat
of falling on my face
and spewing against the wind
out the car window
temperance is a bitch though
such behaviour can be toxic
to reputations, especially at my age
doing it in private may be better
although the toilet bow is hardly attractive
I often see the colour of the wind
during such adventures...
I wonder if I ever will again
Abstinence is a bitch.
laundering, mitigating, granted
and maybe a finger or two of
something on the rock
but I really don't want a repeat
of falling on my face
and spewing against the wind
out the car window
temperance is a bitch though
such behaviour can be toxic
to reputations, especially at my age
doing it in private may be better
although the toilet bow is hardly attractive
I often see the colour of the wind
during such adventures...
I wonder if I ever will again
Abstinence is a bitch.
laundering, mitigating, granted
there was the smell of sulphur in the air
some one had left their guts in the pit
crying it out for the one they loved
the milk white sky was scary
many people looked up thinking
they looked rather fleecy
some thought it looked threatening
some clouds looked like ancient
shipwreck on top of a stormy sea.
markers, doldrums, barrels
some one had left their guts in the pit
crying it out for the one they loved
the milk white sky was scary
many people looked up thinking
they looked rather fleecy
some thought it looked threatening
some clouds looked like ancient
shipwreck on top of a stormy sea.
markers, doldrums, barrels
They are called Markers
for they will make their mark
on each of the enemy's cheek
neat and clean
the last anyone saw them
was after the genocide
riding with dozen barrels
filled with gold
since the doldrums
in these lands
kept the peace
yet no prosperity
only the poverty
intimacy . rampage . melancholy
for they will make their mark
on each of the enemy's cheek
neat and clean
the last anyone saw them
was after the genocide
riding with dozen barrels
filled with gold
since the doldrums
in these lands
kept the peace
yet no prosperity
only the poverty
intimacy . rampage . melancholy
once they boasted an unsurpassed intimacy
as much as two people can achieve
jealousy reared its ugly head however
and soon one of them went on a rampage
because of perceived hurt
one of them died
and the other realised his folly
he soon plunged into extreme melancholy
and died.
Matriarch, moonshine, blunderbuss
as much as two people can achieve
jealousy reared its ugly head however
and soon one of them went on a rampage
because of perceived hurt
one of them died
and the other realised his folly
he soon plunged into extreme melancholy
and died.
Matriarch, moonshine, blunderbuss
the sign said slipknot
but it didn't seem likely anyway
because carpet, isn't historically
like that
and just like that
a moan
became a groan moan:
all mature and shit
but, a moan nonetheless
on the face of it
and let's face it
any entreaty to entreat me
to tweet thee... wait
I see your coltish darts
for the door ..i'll say no more
vestibule, horizon, crinkle
but it didn't seem likely anyway
because carpet, isn't historically
like that
and just like that
a moan
became a groan moan:
all mature and shit
but, a moan nonetheless
on the face of it
and let's face it
any entreaty to entreat me
to tweet thee... wait
I see your coltish darts
for the door ..i'll say no more
vestibule, horizon, crinkle
staring at the horizon
I wondered
will the sun see me?
me sitting here
in the vestibule
with my tea cup
I crinkled my eyes
for the sudden ray
hit the eyeball
piercing the red cloud
I felt as
the sun said yes...
ineffable . encroach . poison
I wondered
will the sun see me?
me sitting here
in the vestibule
with my tea cup
I crinkled my eyes
for the sudden ray
hit the eyeball
piercing the red cloud
I felt as
the sun said yes...
ineffable . encroach . poison
