Best Currant Poems

The wind moves

It moves in many ways

How it moves

Like exotic scents of purple lavender

wafting 'neath a harvest sun

and  the rise of sour yeast

inside a...

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Early in the mourning she rose
She wood fined her boat
Wear she rose across the see two the sure
Their she mustard all her mite
And toad the...

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Through the whispering pines, down the valley's deep
And wide, do they call unto one another, the brother's
Of the winds.
North chases east to west, as south's...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very...

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In this stormy sea that we call life, you calm the waters.

As I drifted along you cushioned each blow that I received.

In the mist of...

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Curled up on the floor. In the middle of the day. I dream.
Images of hats and pills come out of nowhere. 

“I visit my garden...

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Apple many varieties sweet and sour
Banana soft fruit many uses
Cherry's are sweet watch out for its stone
Damson like a juicy plum
Elderberry fragrant good in wine
Fig...

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A garden with walls high and deep
Brilliant daisies swaying in the sweet breeze
Cabbage, cauliflower and leeks thriving, flourishing
Down crunching gravel paths I dance
Everything in this...

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Dad looking at that weatherboard house, Old Tooters home,
A thrifty man.. us to him did his brother send,
Saying that the place could do with a...

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I lie back in the weather-proofed green chair
To gaze up at the flowering maple tree.
Now, touched by sun,lungs full of scented air
I embrace with joy...

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It is beyond my apprehension when I think of you
I know you are illegitimate but I thought you could draw too
The bondage between mother and...

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At EIGHT o'clock we ATE dinner
The soft BABEL heard once again 
Then became a DIN when the babe
Awoke with BABBLE coming from the DEN

The CURRENT...

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In the darkest nightmares of mankind lies a shadow
Realm of fear, hidden there are monstrous figures
Eluding detection's discovery, living on a harden edge
Of realism.
Dare not...

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He told the tales     with likes and similes
human character          dressed as grass...

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When he was a child, He threw my belongings out the window
Gazed upon me not knowing, Where I would go
Belt welts for my belongings, He...

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