Drummer Boy
Poem I knew a boy once, tall as a bell tower blew past six feet like an acquaintance in the super market he didn’t feel much like talking to. Played drums, of all...
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A Snowstorm of Paper
Poem A snowstorm of paper at my feet: It fell there from my scissors’ teeth Last night, in a shower of inky sleet. In piles on the floor lay my reams of wreckage...
Lapis Lazuli
Poem Beneath the blossoming trees and the budding leaves – green and filled with juice. Where life is full and alive! When spring is dancing its wild and hectic tango and all the...
Little Sparrow
Poem Hey, little sparrow, come, sit next to me, tell me of the world ahead, what you’ve seen and heard. Where are you going, tell me, where is the end, depict it. What...
Good Night
Poem It’s a good night to die. The weather is fine, And the battle in my brain will not ever subside, My God, it’s a good night to die. It’s a good night...
Beguile Through Love
Poem Half truths, empty lies that’s why I left you behind Cringing in the light of the sunrise I have slowly started to strive Mind ceasing emotions blind I don’t know the wrong...
