Rhyme, Rhyme
#2 of poetry nursery rhymes; diverse. won't work in this universe. rhyme, rhyme, so sublime - if you'd catch up with the times. fine lines? piece of cake! but the rain they've yet to make. spells, spells. ring the bells!
my venom - poem
#6 of poetry collection poem no. 6 your lips taste of poison but your words sound so sweet you are my venom snake so sink me with your teeth tear into my flesh and let me feel you deep bite me hard and let me feel you drain into my blood and
perfume - poem
#7 of poetry collection poem no. 7 oh what have we become you and me were together once so happy and young have you ever lost something so precious that could never be replaced but only to be found years later, when its value has gone to waste now all
The plan is hatched. Part three.
"ah, poetry. i was told you were a wonderful woman of rhyme.would you mind if i had a look of your work?" "i'd rather you didn't." "that's quite o.k. i do a little poetry myself." "oh really, is it a job?"
paper hearts - poem
#2 of poetry collection poem no. 2 paper hearts lead to paper cuts designed to bleed others dry hearts of glass break so easily made to fall apart and cry hearts of glass are so sensitive, gentle while paper hearts are careless, unkind hearts of glass
Inside
#1 of poetry the safety from the beasts is in that warm, quiet place. kiss my raw wounds with your tongue flickering across burning ears, drenching wisps of tangled hair as tendons come undone.
Ruby, AZ
#23 of poetry c.2019 a very small poem about a very small place. ruby, arizona * * * canter on the cusp of freezing mornings, while on the distant mountain stormings, i see upon the ridge a brand new day, without god's own explicit say.
Western Lake View of Mt. Fuji in the Early Evening
#18 of poetry c.2019 a poem about contemplation. western lake view of mt. fuji in the early evening * * * i made a paper lantern, in honour of a friend, whose life i had earned, from beginning to end.
Aokigahara in the Winter
#20 of poetry c.2019 a poem about losing someone to themselves. aokigahara in the winter * * * can i maybe talk you through, a brand new point of view - where you aren't as mean, as you have always been?
An Ode to Snakes! (A slightly Surreal Poem)
So this is my first real foray into poetry. but silly rhyming poetry in the vein of spike milligan, none of this sad, depressing, emo stuff. i think it's pretty cool, but tell me what you think! oh, and i also did an audio version!
Practice in Four Parts
#15 of poetry c.2019 a poem about want. practice in four parts * * * can i ever truly be the simplest kind of free? i am envious of my father, who must see me as a bother.
Western Skies
#21 of poetry c.2019 a poem about greed. western skies * * * what is the value of gold, in the arms of someone old? can it have a certain purpose, something on its shiny surface?