Competition is the everyman’s game
The wealthy insist on playing polo
While the poor overwork avoiding shame.
Not as simple as the troubled solo
Nor as complex as the market finance,
2 weeks, 2 days ago
I’m told the scheme is from romance
Something more in the poetic amore
My first time playing at this dance
Found myself needing to write today… 157 more words
2 weeks, 3 days ago
Dry laughter of night trains
beneath scoliotic spines of galaxies,
and moonlight rib bone stark around the boiler,
nips the ghosts of idle machines. The chains… 156 more words
2 weeks, 4 days ago
The Qwiet Muse
Is there truly such thing as a perfect poem? What reads like unblemished perfection to one, may not receive the same praises from another. 1,329 more words
1 month ago
I want to keep this simple.
I want to keep this brief.
I want to love forever.
I want to turn this leaf.
I want to run beside you. 47 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
another love poem
Your hands, they tremble
Your hands, they fumble
Your hands, they sense
Your hands feel tense
My hands assist
My hands insist
My hands, they bustle… 62 more words
My Hip Hop Story
I’ve begun writing today, it’s been a pretty easy process so far. When it comes to writing I kind of have a free flow style as far as songs go. 384 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago