Best Digressing Poems

I bleed poetry to heal through 
midnight confessions. 
Mistress’s ink does not seek 
your caramelized validation; 
it has no desire to please 
your feed of presumed perfection.

I’ve never tamed this 
skill as an online profession; 
this is just an unbreakable obsession~
I’m drowning in for a...

Continue reading...

Watching a Sunset

Sunset in the sky, in colorful splendor
Sunset of life, a remembrance of blunders
Sunset of love, a matter of dejection 
As love once was of unstinted affection.

A play of oranges, golds and reds in  sky
As a posse of thoughts are passing me by.
Digressing...

Continue reading...

Themes are overlapping
                           The current keeps criss crossing
Dreaming and digressing depressing and unkind
Mish mash meandering in a labyrinth of...

Continue reading...

Life of a stereotype me not
Doing the actions I forgot
Like freezing when I should be hot
Digressing your opinion of a plot
Doing little when expected of a lot 
If I don’t have it, then what do I got
A loose rope with a knot
Or cold piss in...

Continue reading...

The Cotswolds are a bunch of hills in rural England's heart
They're green and rolling, full of sheep that frolic, bleat and fart.
People come from far and wide to hike the Cotswold Way,
And from Bath to Chipping Campden lovely views enhance their stay.
The villages and towns...

Continue reading...

In this story the leaves are digressing,
In another, perhaps I shall too
With warm feelings and autumn shades tinting my view

We go along the path at a crisp clip
High heels and rubber soles
Trench coats and scarves fluttering
Scandalously in our rush to understand
The literature hidden between the...

Continue reading...

Have you ever heard the cry of the broken hearted?
Whose heart bleeds as it pleads as a result to losing, the one girl, he needs
Humble your heart and mind and access with empathy; well enough to perceive it clearly
I must warn you, it’ll be the...

Continue reading...

Beware The Ides of March 2023
 
Ides simply referred to first new moon, 
which usually fell between 
the thirteenth and fifteenth day
of a given month.

The following events all occurred
fifteenth of March 
across span of millenniums.

One: Assassination of fifty five year old 
Julius Caesar, 44 Before...

Continue reading...

This is not a poem. This is a quick little rambling about myself and what I do. 
I'm not particularly sure if what I write is "poetry" perse. 
I suppose I'd consider it a release of my inner most thoughts.
The way I "throw it down",...

Continue reading...

Let’s talk numbers

I talk one language, need no more. This world
Needs but one thing. A number line
Digressing time,
And all the things within. 
Poetic sigh as freedom cries. Creative
arts are dead.
Financially, ecstatically
You celebrate this win.
Stats, figures, percentages loom around       ...

Continue reading...

Aimless wandering beings 
  Arms flailing reaching out to touch 
feeling no one in reach
isolated pedestrians seeking affection
 disconnected lack of eye contact
Seeing no one peripherally...

A sea of souls knowing more each day
 forgetting everything else
information trumping wisdom
 Compassion overshadowed by Computation
  ...

Continue reading...

The Game Became a Tragedy
By Franklin Price
6/15/2017

A baseball game, the national sport, a congress benefit,
A hundred year tradition, they weren't about to quit.
The game became a tragedy, and soon it would appear.
A cloud was hanging overhead, and lightning was near.

The rising dark cloud billowing and...

Continue reading...

Toussaint they dance in Louisianna, and New Orleans
Omitting to say that these two places are blood money paid
Unto the colonies, snuffing your revolution by any means 
Subtle French diplomacy that history would parade
Solutions of lies in the revolution that Crispus made
Afro-centric leader, pioneer liberator, O...

Continue reading...

Soaring like a bald eagle.                                        ...

Continue reading...

A quick, furtive glance
To insure no one can stop
The heinous act by chance

The life about to be taken
Is one that has been
Battered and forsaken

Tired of the disappointments
Attempting to please with
Fruitless compliments

The soul in release, ne'er cold
For the fortunate task
Freeing the tumultuous soul

Digressing from further raving
Time...

Continue reading...