An Ode to Midges

Green snow falling on my windshield relentlessly, tiny green guru that taught me the art of squee-gee, green sea full of dragon-fly ships, bitter bugs persistently trying to slip through my lips,

POV of a Vampire

The first thing the vampire saw was the man’s stomach.

4 Fibs

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Poem of the week

Drifting

The world was born in ice and fire, With it myself, both truth and liar. The hopeless whorls of man's desire And unaware, I drifted. And eons passed, and then, and on

Invaded Dreams

Light hearted Fantasy. Any comments?

Apathy Hill - Brief intro

A town with no cheer

Monkey oil and sardine tea

HANGING UP ON TRUE LOVE

Mr Brown

I've been reading Niki72's 'We'll Be Happy etc.' http://www.abctales.com/story/niki72/chapter-nine-perhaps-love-and-sex-l... try it; it's much better than this poem.

The Street

The street is quiet now, Only paper and straw hurry along, Coaxed by the lonely wind, Rotten fruit, rabbit skins and stale fish Make macabre friendships in the wet curb,

Reflection on Sunset Cliffs, San Diego

I tend to make metaphors out of everyday objects and LIFE (because life itself is an everyday object).

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