Author: Debra Bishop

Free Verse Poem, Ice Cream 0

T.V. Queens and Other Harlequin Knights

Free Verse Poem   Hemingway lay down and Dylan swayed the grinding hordes to forsake their caste blues for incense kindled at the fountainhead of avarice while dandy clowns pimp preening puppets to perform...

Freestyle Poems About Life, Window Vase 2

Watching Too

Freestyle Poems   Late into the night it watches me doing my necessary duties, complaining on the phone, reading in bed, setting my alarms, making preparations for the coming tomorrow, like an estranged lover...

Love Poems, Me and the Balloons

First

Love Poems   There is a face I love. A skin I crave to press against. Eyes I never refuse. Ears perked and stretched at my wrestling cries. Hands I must handle. Legs that...

Lady in Red, Free Verse Poems About Life 0

Calling Names

Free Verse Poems   You keep calling me names and James Will’s tarred shadow swings from Cairo’s fragrantly stark magnolias repeating Colts’ reframing shells upon the Shawnees’ skinned at its tannery. You keep calling...

Rebel, Freestyle Poetry 1

Old Rebel

Freestyle Poetry   Always right, Always talking at the top of his voice Like a cannon spitting out stones ball Words. Always the revolutionist. The rebel with plenty of changeable causes. He denounces the...

Freestyle Poems, Proud of Vanity 0

Vain

Freestyle Poems   White, Tight V- Neck Tee, Rubber Band Bracelet on Black Chocolate, Blue-Grey Men’s Haynes – Black Elastic Waist Band. Cotton Winter Sweats Placed Just Below the High, Round Buttocks, Sized to...

Freestyle Poem, Dusty Panorama 0

Dust

Freestyle Poem   I am from the dust, like you. When I dance the living clay admires me as I laugh and laugh and go along my way! I am from the dust, like...

Poetry Freestyle, Lonely Woman 0

‘Cuse Me

Free Verse Poetry   I’ve lost your letters, those ancient, drained of significance, budgeted posts. Somehow they were lost to me among the squatting pestilence and in the elusive streets called bitter and false...