Returning For Little Things

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

I return for little things Unable to evacuate what rests In memories stored. Empty glass always seems half full, No drink of you could be enough. I languish within my own hell
Love
Poem
Certificate 12

In My Tatty Pocket

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Tears bleed in despair D R I P D R I P Not a surface dry, eyes, Bloat twice their size Fruit must come to bear. Maybe God has finally said “Enough is enough”
Autobiography
Certificate 15

Carry You

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Ask me why I weave tender threads through Saturated heart that hastens to death I can do nothing but C Y A R R you Across expanse of continents Over heaven mountain peaks
Love
Poem
Certificate U

Ex-Change

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Twenty……. Two and zero…..20 years I knew you, grew with you, discovered Uncovered, unruffled we flew, Half our lives passed us by, Until unknown became known,
Autobiography
Certificate U

At Sixes and Sevens

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

What the dickens! At sixes and sevens So dizzy frantically shifting Black and white pieces Left, right, retreat, advance Strategy urges, HURRY! Move on, Swipe the knight
Erotica
Poem
Certificate 15

An Audience With God

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Are you comfortable? I need you to listen. I know I’m choking, Forgive me sweet God, Life lessons I'm learning Do nothing for my soul. Can you hear me?
Spiritual
Poem
Certificate U

Pyrrhic Victory

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

You were my world. Shifting, tears pursue white cheeks Bitter biddings trickle in rivers, Bedraggled, trapped in annexe Of old day dreams that brew In delicious images stuttering.
Love
Poem
Certificate 12

Hey Christian Man

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Hey Christian Man I will not let the ghost of you Tell me this is not so…………… Put your lips on hidden ones Assault senses rendered blind I don’t mind.
Love
Certificate 12

Hey Christian Man

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

Hey Christian Man I will not let the ghost of you Tell me this is not so…………… Put your lips on hidden ones Assault senses rendered blind I don’t mind.
Love
Certificate 12

Behind Green Eyes

By Bubo on Sun, 29 Jul 2007

I have whispered to spirits Those little light treads Marking my aging heart They stare, I imagine A desolate blank expression Behind green eyes Lies a different person
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate U

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