Blotchy Poems

Glimpse Of Laundry Hanging On Balcony

...A scrubbing time's piece
From dark cloth and pillow hugs,
Well manners bleached on
Smudge, gone moments by light that
A blotchy face remembers.

...

Cry of the Red-wattled Lapwing

...
It’s not sweet as the Asian koel’s song. 
The red-wattled lapwing voices its irrecoverable loss. 
The bird’s sorrow scalds the night.

It was brooding in the serene scrape nest. 
The black blo...

Empty

...You walk down the halls with chatter illuminating every corner you walk through
But it still feels as if you are by yourself and only yourself while your mind is filled with thoughts you would never...

Ash

...Outside the window sprawled an ash
with splayed and scalloped leaves in pose. 

Each veined and blotchy web was stuck
to misted panes as swirling winds repelled
the rush of rust across the open ...

Anxious Prone

...Crawling on my floor. 
I stare hazily at the intricacies of the wood grain and realize slowly all the messes in my way. 

Curl up, holding myself, prepare yourself darling life is a beautiful maze...

Fear

...Fear

From out of the dark daddy was there, 

with a blotchy red face and messy bed hair.

Checking me out, my fingers my toes, 

from the bottom of my feet to my ears and my nose. 

In a n...

If You Ignore Me

...I am silvery and clear—have no cultural biases.
      I quickly consume all that I analyze.
      Without affiliations or antagonisms, I am.
      I am neither harsh nor untrustworthy....

Change Ifl

...When I look into the mirror
And stare at my own reflection
I feel like a stranger sneering at me.
I see the patch of dark around my eyes,
With blotchy skin and wrinkles on my face.

Once I was ...

I Am Going To End This Poem With the Word Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw It Means No

...Don't show me a picture of your new puppy
i will tell you it would look good between 2 slices of bread
and your child is rather blotchy
if you turn round now
you wont be told to F__k off
My day ...

I Wanna Be Someone Else

...Alone in my bathroom I stare at my eyes
They are red and raw, no big surprise
If there is one thing I can never forgive
It is myself, for having never lived.

I get closer to my blotchy reflecti...

Griselda My Imaginary Friend

...Her name was Griselda, and she was a sassy, super confident witch.
She could perform magic potion that threw prissy snakes into a ditch.
Her ideas were monumental, super fantastic, funnier than any...

Peeled Skin Poem

...UV rays soak into my skin,
                          browning it slightly
                                              over the course of an afternoon,
            like a french fry. 
          ...

Toilet Politics

...Oh Lord please help, we’re in a fix.
Our planet now suffers from toilet politics.
From the back-yard brew to the new killer bees.
6 feet, a cough and the dreaded sneeze.

How will this end, I do...

After Seuss

...For us, Doctor Seuss was way cooler than Goose
or Aesop, the Grim Brothers, or that Greek god Zeus,
Mr. Rogers by a hair, although not the Muppets, 
where Cookie and Piggy were our favourite puppe...

The Masterpiece

...Screaming red, green with blotchy blue,
What it says I have not a clue,
Imagination! call it art,
If you have some then get a start!
Is it woman with child in arm?
Or some cattle in country farm...

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