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The Vast ~

An Imagist Poem ~

Fat Poltergeist

A fat poltergeist sleeps on our sofa, steals the remote, and leaves crumbs on the carpet.

Chinwags

Chinwags perch on the rose bush, their nattering song rises with the morning sun. Watch them hop amongst the long grass, looking for gossip to feed...

Her Sitting Room

Elephants swarm behind the radiator. A ray of sunlight hangs from the curtain rail slowly slipping through a hole in the window.

Vahnogre

petal hair blows luscious bible language above declaration you leave frantic then languid always essential with red nutsac kissing their lovesick...

Black water

johnny, we hardly knew ye....

Pain

What is the point? Why do we bother? We commit our all Into someone who Says "I love you"; Nothing could be better. But then it changes. Or at least...

My Mask

I sometimes fail to hide behind my mask In time Try to pull myself in so she won't catch me To feel her slitted eyes watch me struggle Her silent...

The Windup Poem

critical of style

Resplendant September Bride

Posing on the marble bench beneath the spreading oaks

Before

Before I told you...

M8

The connection of ignorance and gossip

Grundelle Manor

The Terror of Grundelle Manor Manfred strode calmly towards the great oak door of Grundelle manor. The dark sky stretched beyond his sight, as the...

I carry my brain in a bowl, yes sir !

I carry my brain in a bowl. In a large glass bowl that is circular, but has a large flat base and an open top. I do not like to boast, but it gives...

A Kiss

And that night she had the softest skin. I gave a kiss on one cheek and then turned my neck to the other, catching the scent of her wonderful hair...
Cherry

Jesus Christ and the Washing machine

The cold hard suffering of the soul

Waiting

Everyday I wait. I wait for the next day to come, for the next sunrise to give me the warmth I desire, that I crave. I wait in silence. Everyday I...

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