They sit the same
Talk the same
Walk the same
On out of each other’s life…
Poetry Themes
- Humour(1,902)
- Left-of-centre(952)
- Mental Health(167)
- Poems for People(0)
- Sad(1,014)
- Serious(2,248)
Recent Poems
- “He’s Been Watching Wildfires Burn Inside Of His Antagonised Eyes”
- ‘Standing Alone With Absolute Silence One Of A Kind’
- “The Weight Of Her Sensational Imagination”
- ‘Iconoclastically Happy’
- ‘Selfishly Self-Antagonised PeOpLe Of Perishing Priority’
- ‘With A H-E-A-V-I-E-R HEAD THAN HELL, Some People Merely DaNcE To Survive!’
- ‘Hmm’
- ‘Coincidences That Consider Themselves Justifiably Methodical Sometimes’
- ‘Til Death Do Us Part: “Is This Our Sharpening Sense Of Sophistication?”
- ‘Artist hours’
- ‘There IS No Game’
- Aims
- Imagining The Unimagined: He Did This To Show Us What Was Waiting(begins ocd Eyes)
- “With Green Shoes And A Musical Mind She Happened To Be A Momentary Masterpiece”
- “Just A Manic Mirror Of Themselves”
- “This Smile Of His Which Matches Her Cry For Credible Credence”
- A Signature of San Francisco: “A Man Built To Breathe Upright & Improper”
- ‘Art’
- ‘Remembering Rembrandt’
- Nash & ‘Company’
- “Utterly Nonplussed About His Sense of Scintillated Brilliance”
- “A Slave to the Rhythm of Interpretation”
- “A Slave to the Rhythm of Interpretation”
- ‘Demons At Dawn’
- ‘Saltzmanschule Schnepfenthal’
- “They’ve Been Caught Rotten And There’s No Way Back”
- “One OF A Kind Always”
- ‘A Blurred Line Between Procrastination And Commonplace Composure’ – under construction midst style-change
- “These Characters Are Having The Time”
- “The Focus Is Perfectly Askew And It’s Been Asking For Their Tumult Of Time”
- “The Zen Is In Her Pen”
- ‘The Smile That Told A Thousand Inner-ward Stories’
- “They Sat With THIS!!?”
- “These Ballet Dancers Carry With Them: A Wildfire In Their Eyes And An Adolescent And Bruised Breath”
- “In The Midst Of Winter-Time, She Found There To Have Been(inside-of-her-mind), An Invincible Summer”
- A Canvas That Cannot Release An Artist’s Sense Of AgItAtEd Ease: “Sending Themselves Mental To Appear Transcendental”
- “i REALLY dON’T minD So mUCH ANYMORE!”
- “Deep Breath Now, Dickheads: Stopping To Boast, They Lose The Most”
- ‘A Lottery Of Layabout People’
- ‘An OverSurge Of Electrically Enhanced EmOtIoNs’
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