Poke poke Stick and stones Shake shake My still shoulder Pull pull Hair, clothes But I stir not To live is to move To not is to cease Diseased Sickly sweet odor Rotting flesh My flesh is perfect My skin flawless Not white, but alright….

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My name is Pixie, I’m a docateroo Crossed between a dog,cat and kangaroo. I have nine lives like a feline, I am loyal like a dog I came from Down under and bounced my way to SA emerging through the fog. A human met me…

24 Poems: “The Dinner Party”   Aftermath   I will do this again There is no doubt Work that pays priceless rewards No threads of doubt   I sit on the couch Enjoying the noiseless ambiance Just the quiet And a final of champagne’s ambiance…

The gift of Comradery In this, poetic Community With no impunity Just courage and empathy   My beautiful tribe My fellow scribes   Raise your pens (Or your fingers) And be grateful We’re done!    

Treasure Tortoise My silver-shelled tortoise Wades through the eternal water Looking for treasures While I sit back Of treasures even gods would envy The mighty oceans rage unbound Throwing up all trashes Half consumed by humans “This is what we get from the seas, My…

prompt 24 hour 24 the gift   we are all born with a gift, my Elders teach. no one else has a gift like ours, so we are told to share it with all – “deserving” or not.   the stories teach us that our…

Squizzle finkle pop sqirzle Squish squad Straining to shuffle into view With one eye it peeks From beneath a sheet of gold So fine It could have been spun by intergalactic gold worms With no fear it appeared on the way to school   It…

Sitting down in our house can be— Risky. Kikuyu my mini pet triceratops likes nesting on— Cushions. You see, Kikuyu has superpowers, she is— Invisible. She is also magical and whoever she touches— Shrinks. She makes you small enough you can ride her to— Everywhere….

Worn out pages sit Filled with emptiness like me Hold me how he did