Photo by Soulful Piz How could I know what I’m getting into? Neptunian vision snaked its way through dark How could I know what I’m getting into? Stakeholders showed glimpses of Noah’s ark How could I know what I’m getting into? It looked like a platform to make my mark How could I know what … Continue reading Dark alleys
Photo by Ashford Marx on Pexels.com she left us in the night her head hit the corner of the bed and then she couldn't see light she must have chided me to mind my step lest I hurt her in my clumsy trap she always forgave me but not tonight… She called, I did not … Continue reading Waltzing to….
Previous poem The dance of a maniac lacks the grace of a gymnast the gay abandon in expression of joy calculated steps to build a rhythm The dance of a maniac disturbs the balance of tolerant earth stirs spasmodic earthquake energy to unearth some more madness The dance of a maniac Strives - to make … Continue reading Maniac’s Dance
I know he'll not go there peace, happiness reign where He finds value in rants seeks power in dumb chants it takes much less effort than knowing you fall short offence is best defence so that's the preferred stance I know he'll not go there peace, happiness reign where https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/22/mtb-hopscotch-with-anapestic-tetrameter/
the lump in my throat grows a new spike every day can’t swallow or eject It injects venom through a new spike every day to induce negativity the mind can’t reject thoughts stored in cells encounter spikes every day they can’t eliminate but just act… https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/08/mtb-the-body-poetry/ https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/15/open-link-290-live-edition/
Well, I had fun playing around with online tools and doing this one. Thank you, Peter. for hosting this one. Here's the pantoum I wrote.. not going anywhere's an artjust going round in circles...but worlds are what they arefor they go around in cycles just going round in circlesmanipulate eyes to see, agreefor they go … Continue reading Circles
well-crafted words sure have a way great oratory has power to sway followers are assets -she’s so proud engagement on content speaks loud Do they walk to move with her, or await a magic pill to find solutions in blue ether? journeys can’t be static any movement can then become Pride of the attic https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/25/mtb-middles-turns/
they celebrate bondage, swaying to tunes condemning freedom, dancing on sand dunes notice not - slipping ground, controls shift euphoria; all’s well puppets telling stories vanish, dropped from invisible strings - their pictures float programmed memories thought - on controlled oxygen welcomes contamination as new awakening seepage of venom - never cared to know -is … Continue reading Ropes
her arrogance painted in wine on walls pushes him deeper in agony submerged in blues - a peculiar shade not of his choice purple drinks of superciliousness greet visitors -as they long for vibrant vibes or peaceful whites In their humble abodes I see dark shadows entwined in leafy greens as I take a flight … Continue reading Narcissist colors
remix of my songs lilting through those banned dance barsa last hiccup - for I decide not to live morediaries chucked in the bin https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/19/mtb-jisei-japanese-death-poems/
