Bin Meant for Scenery
Crackle toed, hint of gin
Speed bumps, clapped in jocular splendour
Climate: school devoured dinners raided on a Saturday Night
Siren ringing ears and passers by splashed in bright lights… 137 more words
1 hour, 13 minutes ago
When I stumble along the walk of life,
Will you hold my hand ?
When I fear while crossing the crossroads,
Will you be there, to hold my hand tight ? 185 more words
1 hour, 44 minutes ago
Dreams Before Breakfast
Dear Peter Pan,
I’ve been waiting for you,
To take me away on a journey,
To teach me how to fly.
I’ve been craving an adventure, 435 more words
7 hours, 55 minutes ago
Random Acts of Cash
Weathered pages of this tale have been read time and time again.
Stained with blood that falls like tears,
my eyes feel the knife of rejection before my heart has a chance to blink. 120 more words
8 hours, 27 minutes ago
Tree Top Haiku
Their last bill is terse:
“The time has come to be blunt”
their lawyer’s next vacation
In reply to Ron’s Longing to write about real issues… 28 more words
11 hours, 33 minutes ago
Suave, suavecito, de espacio.
Camina con calma, frota tus manos.
Siente cada pliegue hundirse entre tus dedos.
El calor, los nervios, el deseo.
Suave, rítmico, sagrado. 193 more words
12 hours, 46 minutes ago
A poem a day, for 14 days.
My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way – Ernest Hemingway…
12 hours, 54 minutes ago