Gelatinous Poems - Poems about Gelatinous

...Some days I just wanted to tread muted waves not knowing whether what grazed my leg was a porgy, or a Leviathan reaching out to me from the gradient depths. The paranoia kept me afloat, the fe......Read the rest...

... There are few places now where life can find respite on hot summer days. Shady spaces are contested real estate beneath trees and in the shallow waters under a bridge where countless plump, ......Read the rest...

...Sojourner to far-flung climes; When you return, Will you remember the evening songs Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree? Will you still remember the fame of the great hunter Whose courage......Read the rest...

...With light might they sparkle Karst Experiments which labors and Chores Might there mindfulness to produce For who adores Folk of value to stem and stern Together in the name of science which......Read the rest...

...depression in the other pillow is deep your head is a hot air balloon i wish you’d be there when my hamster dies my heart is locked up, whirring photo paper scrunched by anguish your eye ......Read the rest...

...Everyone nose, I haint no otolaryngologist Nonetheless this bard **** feels gratitude courtesy Laurence V. Cramer, D.O. without cerumen eye zing May 17th, 2022 'ere and thank dog guardian ange......Read the rest...

...the outline of the silhouette suggests a torso but a torso is not a man the concentric circle emerges from the surface of the lake and the insect revolves in the center if the air had consis......Read the rest...

...We are of One Mind - a tentacled, ethereal monstrous mind, not inherently vicious but nevertheless prone to random acts of terror. One Mind swims, slips through your time and......Read the rest...

...Sy Roth - 3 Poems 12/17/20130 Comments Picture Silence I’ve dreamt often that she crept deep Into my cellular structure, Some time in the nightfall of my being And planted deeply into my......Read the rest...

...Cribbar I stand on the precipice, I drink her eagerly from atop the raw stone. Her jaws split open in bursts of pure, vicious foam around the feet of civilisation; I stand caught betw......Read the rest...

...Zombie Slide Dance At Shoprite By Sy Roth Glassy-eyed Rubber eeking Disobedient cart A red-river Slide to the condiment Aisle. Eyesdivergent To the tattood Ladies’ Birds-flying- On......Read the rest...

...My friend has gone shopping for chicken stock. I miss her so much. The drapes are drawn I have to see, cannot be closed in I miss my outer side so much. Outside, last winter’s trees are clutch......Read the rest...

...Completing the Pattern by Michael R. Burch Walk with me now, among the transfixed dead who kept life’s compact and who thus endure harsh sentence here?among pink-petaled beds and manicured gre......Read the rest...

...Sojourner to far-flung climes; When you return, Will you remember the evening songs Chorused by chirping under the baobab tree? Will you still remember the fame of the great hunter Whose courage......Read the rest...

...Coiled up for winter slumber it had rested the budding pledge Soil still moist the promise is waiting for blossoms and sedge To give host to migrating birds returning from busy regeneration ......Read the rest...