A Blimmin' Cold Day, Even For Grandad
...All avenues are amphibious arenas
Bubbles belch-burst, bitter Bacchanalian bombs
Clouds' cast-iron crescendo creates cold cantankerous caricatures
Drenched - darkness descending, daylight dying, d...
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Categories:
japery, city, dark, funny, imagination,
Form: Abecedarian
I Am Poem
...unquenched thoughts on an empty plate
fail to fill the void
that the multitude hold so dear
as they contemplate the joys
of the breath ending silver
that sets japery up most curiously.
Yet trut...
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Categories:
japery,
Form: Epic