Indie Poems

I Feel Pasts

I feel all pasts,
As if they were yesterday,
Decades are but minutes to my minds and feels.
As if I were still two-tens and five,
Rather than three-tens and two.

Flashbulbs pulsed to songs played when youth was not yet known as youth.

Is today youth?
How could it be when youth was then.

I still feel me in your arms,
And you

Categories: indie, addiction, age, emotions, feelings,
Form: Free verse

Indie Anna Jones


Foxy ponytail got a sharp tongue,
her pretty jade eyes blink-blink lashes 
really cut to the chase

Keep the skirt hounds on the run,
obsession scent spur their mad dashes
Her pause give ‘em all a digital trail erase

She cracks the estrogen whip ...
let cheeky fools taste the pointed quip,
if they don’t mane macho lying back down

Amelia Earhart flygirl

Categories: indie, cool, identity, romantic, word
Form: Epic

Indie Pie

Indie Pie hi hi hi,
      I hear your sweet, fragile, heartbeat, 
       I feel your sweet, powder breath, on my cheek,
       Indie Pie hi hi hi, I see your tender, tiny, Boston your basinet,

Categories: indie, angel, baby, beautiful, birth,
Form: Ballade

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Indie-Rock Music

What's so great about listening to a lot of indie-rock music is when I'm around a huge
crowd. And if I were in an indie-rock band then I'd be touring around the United States
and all of Canada, especially Toronto. It's a mixture of modern rock music, classic rock
music, and Canadian rock music. When I listen to

Categories: indie, musicmusic, music,
Form: Epic

Indie Love Dance

Indie Love Dance
 
With the rippling wave and rustling ruffle of my skirt,
I lustfully stare at your ripped shirt as I move through the humid air.
Each rhythmic thrust to the indie music I make away from you hurts,
With the fast shake of my hips towards you brings many stares.
 
It's the erotic mideastern belly dance

Categories: indie, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passion,
Form: Rhyme

Indie

He said "she writes with broken pens"
He thinks his cartridge died so he's looking for the end
She typed 'I love you' but she never did press send
She's ready to give up, and she's looking for the end

Categories: indie, art, girlfriend-boyfriend, teen,
Form: Monorhyme