Annie's Poetry - Reality, Illusion and Truth
I can’t count the ducks
They say to count sheep
It don’t put me to sleep
Imagery is great
But it keeps me up late… 233 more words
T A P P: Rhyme - With Good Reason
That Guy At The Bar by Trinity Nicholas
Johnny, that joker, is delusional.
He made himself up a life.
He shut the door on reality… 325 more words
6 days, 12 hours
The Writing of N.R. Allen
SEX IN ARIZONA
All rhyme and no reason
Or sometimes neither
Like licking hot grease
Or sharing a French kiss
With a cactus
Because, after all, orgasms are not rainbows.
1 week, 1 day
Monday’s child will slap your face,
Tuesday’s child is a disgrace,
Wednesday’s child stamps on your toe,
Thursday’s child just won’t go,
Friday’s child is most unforgiving, 252 more words
1 week, 6 days
I post on my wall when I’m Happy.
I post on my wall when I’m sad.
I post on my wall for no reason at all, 117 more words
2 weeks, 6 days
Oh, you tailgaters:
You’re a bunch of whale haters
Who shoot imaginary eye-harpoons
At my rear bumper.
You’re spatially lacking
And you send me close to cracking… 129 more words
Flimsy, flouncy little nightie
Which doth cling e’er so tightly
To your pendulous, saggy tits
And your smelly hairy bits
Keeping all just out of sight… 147 more words