Old and dusty
21 poems
Image: Night by mjagielliczNow, I just wrote this in a slight daze. I myself am not sure of what in the world it's about. I apologize for the mess it's ...
Author's Note: Impression #2 for Hannah's contest, the painting is Van Gogh's 'Shoes'. I need to figure out the formatting, I know. But either way, do enjoy!--Forgotten sun-tiles -- on ...
Author's Note: The is impression #3 for Hannah's contest. The image is Monet's Sunrise.--Smoke drapes and curls in the cat eyed skyThick black and gray slithering into the canvas of ...
An experimentation with my version of a double woven prose poem. Enjoy.(Also, if you have a suggestion for a better title do tell.)--The piano key hills mirror the slow pressure ...
For Kyllaroc: I told you I'm a hopeless case.For anyone else: I'm in a writing slump. Halp please? Himalayan PomegranatesI knew a ghost, who always saidhe liked pomegranates betterwhen he ...
Eh, felt like posting this. --Don’t you wonder how they always manage to hit the tree?the knotted kind, with two-fisted brancheslike the cement used to fight with it, untilit grew ...
A/N: Evi convinced me to do this. This is not my own will. Blame her.--- What we may be -We’re loosely wired things, and easy to breakwith peach-skinned fingertips, with ...
A/N: Finally eh Penezeka? I love biology poetry. --Sometimes, I forget where brain overlapped in your mind;was it at the synapses, or that summer day, three years agowhen we skipped ...
Author(s) Note: DERP, don't be silly, there was no way Mustard and I were going to skip out on this one.--Have you ever been down to the M82?Where you find ...
A/N: Persephoneia made me do it. Blame her. And I suck at titles.--there’s a girl from someplace between hell and a dusted town where the white-paneled houses need another andanother ...
A/N: Having some fun experimenting.--there's a kiddown the street to the leftwho talks to ghoststhat sit under the peach treeand whistle softlyall day.and I sit down next to himsome daysand ...
“in all the operations of art and nature, nothing is created; an equal quantity of matter exists both before and after…” ~ Traité Élémentaire de Chimie, Antoine Lavoisier, 1789---There was ...
There’s a cemetery down the way, a couple metres wide and a couple more long. The only good thing about this place is the ghost with the most irritating mannerisms. ...
Spoiler! : A/N: an experiment, it's long I know. i.They called me of the sea -some cerulean fistthey’d like to crack open becauseI’ve been drunk off sea salts and broken ...
A/N: Cheers.I found myselfstretched and pressedto sidewalk pavementslike flowers or nerves crackedbetween paper pagesAnd I’ve told myself(again and again)that the day I’dfind you drowning by the r