Poetry Pieces
Flowing Freely from Fascination,
Coming Closer to Creativity.
Pounding Pinging Piano Playing,
Oh, Welcome to my World.
To be a Poor Man in a World
Who Cares not. Walking
to the Beat of my Heart.
Chugging, Chugging
Wheweeeee!
Lost in Square Shadows
Swaying Slowly by.
Simon Says to Try
Harder
Love as Love is For
Nothing
Searching Hard to find the Past
Finding Faded Fantasies
Flounder
Awake! Awake!
Hear the Chime of my Heart
Beating to the Loss of Death
Lost in the Deadpan of Sound
Booming in my Mind.
Tisk, Tisk, Shhhhh!
Our Uncle is Watching from
Behind Closed Doors.
Injecting Cameras Disguised
as Inoculations–Cowards
Poetry being what it is, is an expression of the soul. So please proceed with caution as my soul can often be found on the dark side.Feel free to comment, suggest, or just tell me I'm one crazy b!+(#-- Thanks for visiting and either warn off or refer a friend.
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