full moon crescent city
CONTEMPORARY MEMORY START THE RYTHEM BEGIN A FRIEND FIEND DEFINED BY WINGS SEPERATED VENTELATED AND HIGH ANCIENT CURSES THROUGH THE SAND PRESSED SQUARE STARE INTO THE FULL MOON CRESCENT CITY ONE TIME DEFINED AMONGST ANGELS THROWN UP AND DOW
ashes
a poem about being stuck in a bad relationship, and not knowing when to get out.
Thin Ice!
The sped up thought process when you are on thin ice and trying to decide whether to come clean or fib (bs) your way out of something.
"Don't think about it"
what poem?
Just Tell Me
Ah!..but if it was just so easy... and I could go to Dunkin Donuts and pay a price, and pick you out among the precious tray of culinary delights, and bring you home and take a bite of ecstasy. Rows of trays, so artfully designed sprinkles, wh
sidewalk chalk
Its about waiting for my daughter to forgive me after the divorce trying to give her time and space and living with the distance
"Remodeling"
the twisted discourse squeezed the life from the moment as sure as the ivy destroyed the willow in the back yard ever climbing in the darkness of night never ceasing until a crecendo led to disbandment of relations of old illicit accusations im
Shall We Play??????
This is where I will add bits as they dribble out Please feel free to add what ever you like I just dont see the point in seperate pages for each poem
Gift
Speaks for itself,that's the hope anyway.
"half asleep"
“half asleep” she bit his leg he bit her back this went on for hours they played ping pong and watched the sunrise the paper was at the door the cows came home the rooster crowed still dawn wasn’t that dramatic yin & yang couldn’t hold a
"hot"
“hot” popcorn soft porn ear rings adorn her ears murder by straws in-laws dog paws carry mud & fleas prostitutes business suits mental institutes house them sooner or later osteopath psychopath you do the math keep the chan
"no cents"
“no cents” sure he is on fire, he is a freakin’ lightning rod a reason for existence in a town without a god the person in charge left for lunch a while ago in case you missed the point, the pilot has vertigo maybe a conclusion will be reach
Sleep
Insomnia Poem Attack
"my favorite restaurant"
“my favorite restaurant” at the four top in the corner they’re all lookin’ kinda blue three guys and a well dressed girl i wonder who’s screwin’ who the waitress, she’s on crack, smell the monkey on her back her patrons can’t quite tell fo
"the flow"
“the flow” i wanna go down to where the river runs deep check out the shore and talk to the folks maybe learn some lingo only locals speak there must be sights and smells that are one of a kind never the same, it changes each day their haw
Plop > Drops A Little Pebble
Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced. John Keats
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"chewing gum"
“chewing gum” larry went down to the liquor store, he wanted gum, nothing more. but when he got there he couldn’t get in, the door was blocked with tender tan skin. I’m just lookin’ for gum, he said, nothin’ more. she quickly slid her
Eye of the Jaguar...
Written at a time in my life when I did not know wheter I was Arthur or Martha... lol
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The Muse
A life of love, lust and one's conscience
canyon blues
canyon blues there are a couple ways to look at it traveling alone that is without a mate unencumbered by partner, passenger or plan on one hand you can go when & where & stay early or late hike a canyon or pee beside the road anytime you lik
LIKE A BOOK
My perception
The Awakening
Just thoughts!
private aspiration
placed in the Allegory category
Together We Just Are...
Just a continuation of my other poem. Hope it's up to your standard Agoodguytohave! :)
The penitent man walks in the footsteps of God
This is my highly antagonistic allegory of my own life. Well, Part one, anyway. The original is more than twice as long as the maximum character limit of 3000.
Penitent man follows the footsteps of god
Part two of my anti-self reflection
A Penitent Man walks in the footsteps of God
The final resolution of my critical reflection. Nothing more to be said, I think.
Ozymandias
My favorite poem of all time :) Mostly because when you hear Leonard Nimoy tell you he is Ozymandias, the line sounds extremely epic :D
On the Side of the Road
Guess where I wrote this...
Aumniverse
An imaginary vision of cosmic creation, its harmonic patterns emerging from initial vibration of existence expressed in a blend of Western and Eastern concepts.
The Starfish Wept
I guess this one's about idly pissing on a starfish and pondering whether it should have rather been avoided for the greater good. Been there, done that, got the seashirt. Frivolous ... but I suppose there is a deeper meaning, in that we should really respect all life forms, a'la the Buddhist teachings.
shadow dance
just a free verse of thoughts. nothing more
Time
A little bit of insomnia inspired poetry
Sun Coming Out
What it's like to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel...
over it
so, so, so over games over abuse over egotism over selfish stupidity over my dead body if you're lucky, pervert
wait for sleep
Many women in this world have suffered injustices in relationships. I wrote this because I understand this, I've experienced that pain myself. I'm just trying to empathize with those who have been hurt. I was feeling quite reflective when I wrote this.
The Desert
I wrote this when things got real bad! Looking for a way out into something new.
Old Rusting Car
This started as political allegory, but ended up an exercise in pure imagery. I think! ;)