Poet Introduction I try to write poetry on a wide variety of topics, sometimes easily accessible, others requiring a little more thought. I put effort into writing it so you might need to put effort into reading it. I have been published in a few local magazines.
The forgotten, dirty bronze so hard to keep tabs on swallowed by earth-tones couch, in wishing-well-washing-machine, or in a decorative shelf-piece. Why is there always one in some ornament on a shelf?
I'm glad of the times you hide in my jean pocket, under the rubber mat on the center console, or cower in quiet corner of floor mats, after I've filled up my vehicle with momentary spasm causing the tiniest of overages. Save me.
As hills roll by aboard the train I think of you with deep regret joyous smiling my lips do feign As hills roll by aboard the train wind mocks lone church's weather vane empty silence when last we met As hills roll by aboard the train I think of you with deep regret
Fluffy, cotton balls rolling by aimlessly. The Chaise Lounges of gods and trampolines of naughty sky spirits. inanimate, yet immortal, they speak to watchers in found, familiar shapes.
The age-old story of the sun-side sky.
Dank, vaguely translucent droplets colliding in quiet chaos. Virtually weightless cradles no weight and no rebound, just earth bound for the weighted. They dissipate in forceful collapse with no thoughtful intent or utterance.
The book, long been written but always worth rereading.
You charm the light with every click. You own the catwalk with every step. You steal eyes with every glance, but it is a deserted glance from behind the curtain.
Your world is dirty, and not Hefner dirty, but stained with shoe prints: of step-stool giants with scarves and stripes, who look over you and down at you when it suits the season, and high-heel indentations, not quite sharp enough to pierce the skin but leave behind small scars just the same. ...
For Violet's "I want Cliche'... A Terrible Challenge" challenge
FML!!! sup babe? dat bitch callie wat she done? startin roomerz bout u? nah, bout ur mom. yeah bout me!! wat she say? i fcked Luke Chambers in the locka room its true tho! i know but i dont want ppl thinkin ima slut ur my slut tho Lukey, ur such a jerk sumtimes. lol <3