- Hits: 3770
I have not written a poem since 2007.
I went to Las Vegas for the International Poetry Competition and did okay but have not had the inspiration since.
Here are 12 poems I wrote 2007.
May they provide you with some inspiration or... something.
- Hits: 1851
The will of the Wisp in all its bliss wandered wildly wayward
It was sorely missed by the scrawny fist
As it whipped too fast wickedly past.
The last he heard;
Upon a mound of ground he found; the sound resounded.
- Hits: 1879
Technologically advanced trance house fusion;
Using and abusing aural pleasures;
Once were treasures.
- Hits: 1876
Don’t lose those dreams of such shores and seas,
Don’t lock those doors and lose the keys.
I tried but lied, I died inside.
I was denied the right to shine,
Despite the might with which I began to fight.
I defied the nights delight in spite of its glorious insight.
- Hits: 1908
You mould my soul.
Help me evolve and be bold.
When you creep to my feet – I’m elite.
You whisper as I sleep simply satisfied.
Defined in my mind so divine; intensified.
- Hits: 1897
An unperturbed herbal nerd
Simple as a bird amongst eagles
Not overbearing like seagulls
And neither of two evils.
- Hits: 1922
Ecstasy drips from me
Lost in seas of sweet seduction
So saturated in you;
Silk smooth seas
Forests and fields,
I dream I'll be walking there with you.
- Hits: 1879
Sunny days remain to rein the essence of her pain,
In shame she cries, this dame whose lies,
Have destroyed her very being.
- Hits: 1969
Divine drawings depicting deep-seeded needs, draped in reams,
Indeed it seems we have not yet been freed.
Tempted beyond all for which you have longed,
Wealth, not health, has engulfed your self –
Lead me not into liquidation?
- Hits: 2034
Contemplating, creating, waiting,
For something to arise,
This perfect paradise ,
Which I visualize.
- Hits: 1976
A visionary whose vision was scary declared with conviction,
Concerning the indiction of the guiltless infliction of you.
Have you heard word that had you assured,
That nothing is cured but food?
- Hits: 2080
Fading into blackness, tactless empathy spurring a greater misery.
No form of wizardry could dilute this ruthless gloom.
I don’t dispute the mood I’m in,
Devoid of sin yet annoyed within,