Hippocampus Poems - Poems about Hippocampus

...Oh That's strange Shh quiet Internal system Do you all hear that Does it sound or seem like she Is at peace today Quick Someone do something Make her think Of anything To disturb and ir......Read the rest...

...flock unkind murder constituency water pup hippocampus dreams ......Read the rest...

...Why let children believe in miracles Even though we are not faithful? Let children turn pinot to grape juice As Jesus did at a wedding feast Let your child turn stones into biscuits Prove the de......Read the rest...

...I’m sitting on my lawn chair Outside the night is cool I hear the trees swaying The breeze chills my skin It knocks on my hippocampus Am I here or where it blows? Breeze, you are timeless Fr......Read the rest...

...Sixty years have passed. No one knew how to spell its name. No one knew when it first opened. It was forever, like the infernal summer heat. It stands indelible at the end of my street, at the e......Read the rest...

...You’re the headless horseman running on half a heart You shouldn’t know where to go but you just do And you’d lose your head if it wasn’t attached to you Lost puzzle pieces, collecting dust, wa......Read the rest...

...Lulled to sleep courtesy white noise of the fan Onset of first 2023 heatwave found yours truly lulled to sleep courtesy rattle and hum (U2 can dreamily tread where the streets have no name) ......Read the rest...

...Prisoner mortally confined, plotting your escape like Papillon, conceiving freedom like a zoo animal. Then dreaming on, you meet a flying child in all your mirrors. Nearly weightless, pulled in......Read the rest...

...Hello, Sistar Sapio Can I have a moment of your time? I just want to express what's on my mind I would like to know, Can you go? Better yet, will you come with me? To a place where our min......Read the rest...

...Nestled under blankets, the gentle whirring sound soothes the savage beast within mine body electric of one generic, opportunistic, and wholistic garden variety man. Within blink of closed ey......Read the rest...

...You must tell what I am when I tell you what I am not! The area where a red giant swims? That I am not! The funny fish with the head of a horse? That I am not! The University with long haired stud......Read the rest...

... "How Huxley Sees the World" He composes his world - dream extractions simulated from the surreal reality of man colour cognitive from the dead moments we phantomise to ......Read the rest...

...Presence When I reminisce My hippocampus feels as if it’s been kissed But dredging for when Sigh I’m so far from zen Lusting to know What’s behind that door Freeing my soul Will be ne......Read the rest...

...You are a hole in my head; when I look inside, I see a dentist's drill grinding sweetly against my hippocampus and it must have hit a tear duct by accident because when I wake, it has been rain......Read the rest...

...At water’s edge, this rocky chasm shore. I am Belisama, numen of lakes and rivers, or sometimes Brigit of mystic phasm lore. I am the brightest one, the fiery one who delivers. To the Romans I ......Read the rest...