Tigers there’s a fire, a great colossal explosion William Blake’s forest trees have undergone corrosion In the night I think I see a ghost but cannot touch but then I look right left again it scares me so so much.
Category: Miscellaneous
Tiny Panther
So small and black all covered in fur crouches down low sliding on her belly so silent so stealthy ready to pounce on the unsuspecting lizard
Hour 8: The one with the emojis
Kitty Kitty, Firecracker, Flashbang Three nicknames you gave me As we climbed trees In search of stars In search of meaning As my feet dangle and swing Above the forest floor I think of you And the ghost you’ve become We’re you ever really real?…
Love Poem
Love poem I wrote you a love poem stuck it in a book you were reading you read the poem used to mark the spot to continue reading the book. Sometimes love means never having to dog-ear. – Mark L. Lucker © 2020 http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd
Emoijs
From https://www.themarysue.com/emoji-poetr/ Translation for the poem on the left-side of the page: The balls are on the green, the cure for all ills is playing ball, so even behind the eight-ball, stay on target, in the running, to be a king with diamonds sparkling,…
7:00 a.m What is the waiting?
Like an extra button in the shirt never to use she felt being a burden in family as an abuse smeared by mum shouting and rattling pots and daddy’s sweat dripping drop by drop. Against grey colours of her day by day picture she was…
Baa, baa, baa
Point if you will, but my ram is fine and dandy, destined to go to Heaven. Our family was threatened by a home wrecker . . . but the schemer was vanquished. Like a cool drink of water, the upright ram reappeared, bringing coals to…
Smell of Summer’s Rain
Smell of Summer’s Rain Dew sprinkled drops onto blades of grass on the lawn.Fresh breeze blows in the open window. The panes pitter and patterinto a song.Rain falling faster and strongertil there’s a shield of showeringblinds the view. Ants try to escape inside,they are met…
Love 2020
👋 💕 🏳️ ❤️ (Hi Love, surrender the heart)
shipments (emoji poem)
cycles of armies of men exert their power and weaknesses over the weakest of waves to propel the huge ship forward against the wind and storms faster and faster to reach the shore first to finally celebrate the end of being weighed down by ringing…