Millimetre Poems - Poems about Millimetre

...that day the policeman was in a jolly mood he sang on the job as he gunned people down listen to his out of tune song while cocking aiming firing his machine pistol emptying the clip into runnin......Read the rest...

...An Awful Harvest I went a hike up to Wawa in Montalban and up the mountain roads. Here I was to go past the peaks of Mt Parawagan, Susong Dalaga and Mt Lagyo plus others. The road had been improved ......Read the rest...

...One day a skinny pole was wading through the swamp when it happened upon a typhoon resting by a small tree. Oh hello said the pole to the typhoon. What are you doing by there? Should you not be up in......Read the rest...

...good morning The optimization of algorithmic formulae in a lake is creating a custard like vision. But visions are often akin to vases but clearly cleaned out by tackling the hooded fish by dive bom......Read the rest...

...Indirect interference into interesting iconographic inked inner initiative is not a carefully stepping clam, a carved tree cake nor a dune of a moon. Taking no bistro out for a walk or a cafeteria fo......Read the rest...

...dab dab wab? Under the simplified shade of a sparrows wing one does not strut. It is merely there to shield and shields are shapes and shapes are not shifting. Steel blows to a mud are unwelcome and......Read the rest...

...Fully dropped partridge. Snowing in circles then? Interesting how a sparrow can use a spade but not a fork. And how amazing is it to whirl around and around in a barrel of sharks. Yes. It is to be sa......Read the rest...

...Rabbits at junctions are often akin to moons at traffic lights. A light lunch is preferable to a whisky scone when taking a picnic to a lake. But playlists can play so font argue with a flamed fortre......Read the rest...

...So Far From Home Under a curving shimmering blue fish bowl sky the small Patrol Torpedo boat cruises gentle summer swells in the distant Pacific, under summer skies torn apart by brutal bitter total......Read the rest...

...Drops of sweat slip from my furrowed brow Eyes squint, select a number and let fly now Miss again, a millimetre is a mile once more Aimed for triple twenty, only got double four The walk of shame, ......Read the rest...

...To be left alone to be a cat a porcelain memento on the mantelshelf unnoticed un-thought-of even un-heeded till a hand accidentally str......Read the rest...

...If i could have your arms as a pillow, i would bring it everywhere, even on the bus. I would wrap it around me if i was cold. I would put half of it on my shoulders if i was at the cinema. I would ......Read the rest...