Mad Poems - Poems about Mad

It’s February the soft stones are still hard among the eaves clinging to the river ...

Continue reading...

It started soft and slowly With only shallow things An itch or twitch or swallow But kindly not from me The walls would twist and turn at night And I’d be seeing things A pillow to hold a choir within And slowly simple things Would do more then make me mourn myself Do more then make me bleed My chest was heaving rocks and smoke Thrumming...

Continue reading...

Uncut Unrevised Version _____________________________ yeah Girl I forgot. Here it goes . guest as they proclaimd her PitMastering skills. Bunch of Jive Tsalking folk. The food was Good not the greatst just good I did enjoy the company of one of her Sisters. we had the raspberry cream and Cake with the homemade Vanilla Iceceam. That was Grate and special. At the end of the...

Continue reading...

I always had Angie Under My Thumb, one day I heard her honking her car horn. What had she just done with her anger, my candy apple red vette she did Paint It Black. She was yelling back at me, You Can't Always Get What You Want. Now I will Tumblin Dice for release, my new car is a big mess. Her blue...

Continue reading...

After the matinee war movie, we were hyped, we weaved through small town streets dodging imagined Luger waving krauts, returning fire with machine gun fingers. Roger said his granny was Bavarian and got mad at me when I said they were all bastards. Roger’s mother told him that he was great looking, that got me mad, my mom never had, and Roger’s mother was hot. The talk...

Continue reading...

We are witnesses to the final act of a mad and incendiary project, an experiment of a world bound by invisible and shining wires, the reckless belief that we can always be connected, always alight, that electric power, like a river of light, can flow unceasingly for eight billion souls dreaming under the same dark sky. I imagine how each...

Continue reading...

What is "L"ife all about, many times I get so mad. Should "I" have a doubt, it can be both good and bad? Will life turn out right, even if we make peace and do not "F"ight? Could the answer be Love, making it from up above? Is it up to you and me, "E"veryone working together is the magic key....

Continue reading...

Mad Little Soldiers It's Shocking To Awake To The Alarm When You're Already Marching. 123... Line Up. Pwew Pwew Pwew. -Gray Squirrel 05-21-2025...

Continue reading...

It was grandma’s last winter. I watched her hurry outside to split enough wood so her old kitchen stove would burn through the new storm she felt gathering along the horizon, its first eiderdown already afloat on the twilight settling over her white garden. From nowhere a dog tormented by visions plunged through the drifts and laid ahold of her leg. She hacked half through its neck and crawled...

Continue reading...

I often think In darker times It's pointless toil Creating rhymes For what do rhymes Achieve, and such? Perfection strives For words to clutch Some faint idea Some headlocked chat - It smiles, then fades Like Cheshire Cat Chasing thought Down rabbit hole Succeed or fail No heads will roll From bitter world To jammy tart Where sweetness lives In printed heart No grumpy queen No neckline threats Beguiling words This soul begets Perhaps, in time Simplistic notion Can be transformed...

Continue reading...

Little leprechaun is fighting mad Irish of course, so big and bad Someone tooted in his beer Swung around and used their rear He’s determined to make others sad...

Continue reading...

In the palm of the universe, only the mad ones dare to tread, Mad to live, to speak, to be saved from the relentless currents of time, Craving everything at once, like a blazing sun at its zenith, They never yawn, nor utter the mundane, but burn with the brilliance of fallen stars, Like fabulous yellow roman candles bursting...

Continue reading...

Life can be so very sad, sometimes making me mad. I am missing my dad, when you were here I was always glad. At times like this, I Choose To Dwell In The Clouds~sending you a kiss. Life can be so very happy, sometimes making me sappy. I Choose To Dwell In The Clouds of blue, up here I have a great view. I love...

Continue reading...

Im not living my life im just trying to kill time I havent felt good in a long time it seems to be some kind of depression but i refuse any medication i wake up crying and fall asleep same way i have hard time keeping my face from dropping on the floor in a puddle of blood i really...

Continue reading...

Mutually Assured Destruction Air-raid drills in the hallway, air-raid shelters in the backyard, neither would have worked. If us and the Russians would have gotten MAD at each other the Cold War would have been toast. In 1990 with détente, no one would get MAD or so we thought. Perhaps the Russians will get MAD at the Ukranians. The Ukraine gave up its nukes, so perhaps...

Continue reading...