Haiku In Three. Shirts. Re: Romance
Haiku Poetry Ev’ry time you see A tree in its growing phase Do you think of me? The feel of your breaths Against my ear; leaving marks No one else can see You button...
Author: Lord Bison
What Else Is There
Abstract Love Poems How far did the same thing go when the rest of us practice you lay in the sun the grass feels like completion home base trees whispering lullabies sit next...
At The Rally
Abstract Poems Grab your coat tails! An encroachment on slippery slopes Because your megaphone gives you Ephemeral rights over the air It pierces using your voice Would it give a permanent View to...
Closer – Animus
Abstract Poetry Context based on sex Forever saying what’s best to have a bedroom victory tune becomes redundant, never misses its mark acquiesce with aplomb then figure out the fallout in somebody else’s...
Present: Arms
Intense is the new cool She made it Before her there was silence Shadows gossiped in the empty space She fills Now we talkin’ rough stuff Now we talkin’ She made it with him...
Out With All The Junk
Usher in the era of online dating get nowhere faster the slower you click in person; no clicks no cliques to forward the pressure of motion toward social blossom implode our mission (which was?)...
I Will Always Have Your Back
Looking in the mirror, truly you do find a person looking out just for kicks turn away folds of mores fit so loosely ’round premade stutter-steps to that edge sometimes…sometimes we all talk of...
Formerly, Where Guns Blaze
Gushing out the mores of time, place differ from names that stick inside waxed jaws in the heat of things revenge and sex seem to be linked not joined the rest inside the booth...
Phantom (Reprise)
There’s that old feeling again! Never, ever will chronicled pain be trumped by held hands so keep wishing slammed doors, rings flung back in the faces of the time when tears matched the semi-precious...
All The While
Shafted…damn How those eyes looked Ticked off on one or two fingers the sky we stood under Rain was the edge, sunlight the folds travel again around corners bent for your majesty the crown...
