Category: Poetry

So much stuff flies by.Some pass clearly others blur.But the strangest out of the bluewas my wife’s address.Let me explain. I usedto withdraw money from…

The bat fowls out. Isn’t that remarkable?The next one up kangaroo’s to first.Suddenly a cricket is liablefor rattling off a verse. This is a trying…

Push two ends in to crease.Buckle West into East.Strap both round South and Northtill blood and guts pour forth.Then lower and lay 8.Conceive and separate.                               …

I have come to the conclusionone poem per day is pushing it.Maybe if you’re just reading itand concentrating hardyou’ll see more than intended.Especially in blank…

I think I think.Does that mean it’s true?That I’m thinking in and out of thought?That a thought passes on and on and lights on one…

Tired of reading?Start feeding.Don’t want to move.Shove.The prime mover lonelyfor one and only.To suffer and beholdMold. Be conscious GodOr I’m one up on You.Impossible just…

I’m stuck on a vase constantly tryingto prove myself when I’m dyingto sit and think what I want to do.To be set free or on…

It galls me to be in a ballI want to end it.Roll over and not fall.In or out of the ball wend it. So much…

I see more than you said the Hummingbird to me.I’ll make a tongue sandwich out of thousands of thee! Listen here, dummy! squeaked the bat…

Survey all your interests.That may take quite a time.Then pick the ones that haunt youand ask yourself whythe past halts the presentor the other way…