Inkblots Poems - Poems about Inkblots

...Inkblots on the page With no words to be seen Each morning is But an endless routine The clock ticks as time pass by The lack of words I must rectify Ideas form Of characters and plots ......Read the rest...

...He’s a man of few words when he wants to be And his silence can rival the Sphinx, But be spins a good yarn during therapy With his analyst pouring the drinks. His obsession with fishing’s a mania......Read the rest...

...Inkblots of distress wane as psychedelic stars burst into fireworks 1/19/2019 Bring Color Back Into My World Contest of Kim Rodrigues......Read the rest...

...A pen to scribble, upon thou texture of nature’s art, Thrashing about, men’s minds of nomenclature prose, His mind’s turn to rotate with sequential prowess, Lines of truth within thou heart of end......Read the rest...

...Denouement The plot thickens broadens in plastered confused juxtapositions over time there and then weaves tapestries lost unfound caught Viscous tears dried out shed rivers searching oases oc......Read the rest...

...The moon rabbit is chasing a man on the moon and all the while para trooping ideas come ......Read the rest...

...Too many years since we said hello... Let's face it, you've been a novel I can't quite put down... I've tried, losing the pages... Forget......Read the rest...

...Sshh… I can see it Creeping behind the wounded paper Fabricated in the surface of the wall The wall. Yes the wall. Countless stains embedded Thousand images magnified during midnights Raindrop stains......Read the rest...

...Dwell not upon “when” with unpleasant thoughts. For joy depends on one’s state of mind. Delight yourself; live unbound by past blots. Worry not about old fears and inkblots. Make choices; dec......Read the rest...

...Doc is very worried He says I’m half insane I have the feelings buried And have a taste for pain He says he has a method To look and see what I see So I stare into the black And see the face......Read the rest...

...Somebody got the best of me I'm only half a man Simple mind on overdrive but i do the best I can Something turned me inside out I don't know if I'll ever love choking on soo many complexes don......Read the rest...

...I am the pen of life Held between the fingers Of a much greater power I flow my footprints onto pages Even glass, wood or the roughest surface Engraving a non cryptic legacy Bleeding in cursive......Read the rest...