This Grudge
Why do you choose to hold this grudge? What purpose does it even serve? Just to hurt me as it
Read morePoetry is a genre of literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm.
Why do you choose to hold this grudge? What purpose does it even serve? Just to hurt me as it
Read moreThe Shed…a Man’s Paradise Lost A Man’s Paradise Lost… Nothing sadder that an old shed, a man’s private sanctum lost
Read moreThe picture haunts, a tree back-lit, its leaves a flutter, winds driving clouds to streaks, a mesh to hold the
Read moreA lanturne or lantern poem is a relatively new type of descriptive poetry which originated from Japan. Similar to a Haiku,
Read moreTrapped in a Moment Tick….. Tick….. Tick….. Flashes of eternity Lifetimes surface and then disappear Captured in the prison of
Read moreBeauty, stay with me through my darkest doubts, embrace this heart and never snuff that light out, for it holds
Read moreSo long this time, this heartbeat pounding mime of life, and from excruciating pain to mellow refrain, time does stab
Read moreThe night betrays the light in silent reproach, for the shroud is the shadow deeds of many, and the dreaming
Read moreA Midnight Rendezvous – The 32nd Psalm How to Classify This Poem? I’m not sure how to classify this poem.
Read moreBirds alive in paradise… The parrots feast on figs atop my tree, and I gaze the vast blue vista,
Read moreFirelight bliss… Light dances on walls like ballerinas pirouettes, and shadows stretch to accommodate the flames alive in hearths
Read moreApproaching storm in winter’s chill… Inevitably, the sun wanes, seasons dragging its arc to shallow, and the festering chill seeps
Read moreCarried in a pocket, intrinsic value none, my better self sees not the point, my superstitious self absconds, hijacking reason
Read moreHow destined we are to fall, as light in darkness breach buries deep our frantic fears, and pain becomes one
Read moreAnticipation… Eyes glued to the frosted window pane “Tis the dying of the light, I seek” Focused on the fading
Read moreAh, memory lane, you make me smile, a place where I can go, leisurely stroll. Honeysuckle vines hanging down,
Read moreVisions Within My Soul Dreams and visions within my soul take me beyond Tomorrow, where the world is new, So
Read moreThere once lived a man who had very big feet He could place one foot in the road and his big toe would be
Read moreIn solace I placate my fallen dreams, not meant to be, I equate it seems, yet what matters is where
Read morePitch Black Room It’s always night-time in the depths Behind the eyes, a vacant life Alive, my mind, my dying
Read moreThe vast and endless cosmos is brimming with life, adaptation and environments create forms not dissimilar to ours, for the
Read moreI find myself transfixed by the profanely erudite views of Libertines who claim the patronage of intellect, yet display the
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