I’m great, however
I’m great, however . . . Things are getting better. Actually they’re great. “I’m great,” I smile. “Me too,” she glows. We’re great. However ….
poetry
Hang the Meat
Hang The Meat— Up and over the mountain peaks, Tickle the tips with the tips of my digits. To the valley I did streak To…
Schools are just factories
Schools are just factories producing a cooperative work force fertilizing a crop of young minds with ideas genius is limited those who don’t succeed get…
(black) and white face
The world is chock-full of secretaries who exhaust their days processing paper and questioning why they bothered to wax their legs at all when it…
The Reunion
Coerced by fear, I was told to appear naked before My sovereign broham, and his willing peers. “If you don’t like it, find another way…
in da club
in da club spotlight streams shoot colour shots blur into taste gyration flirtation anyone? All there is is pulsing stoping pulsing starting pulsing new Pulsing…
Turning Sour
Turning sour Like an apple bit by the bright whole morning sun And left to rot by night one halved lonely moon Turning sour Like…
So Life
There are many colours. Too many to name or count. In fact think of life as a painting bursting at the seams with every possible…
Sunlight Streams
The rain falls from the darkened sky, separate her place. I see the scarecrow, the children’s secret fortresses. And all that was the cold, hard…
Two poems
Bikes and rocks and her and me i rember a brite sunny day when i was watching my older Sister play on Her bike and…