Enveloping me in a cloudburst,
my minacious blues held a funk.
Dribbles are now torrential,
a rainstorm in my brain.
Overactive mind,
l’m exhausted.
Let me go
right now
fears!
Categories:
minacious, anxiety, emotions, fear,
Form: Nonet
I am the ghastly red face consigned upon a black canvas. The capacity of my hands become quite knavish tricks with minacious intent. I am the ineluctable doom the will run down your way like trailing clouds of lightning. I drink your blood and I feast on your skin.
Categories:
minacious, analogy, anxiety, art,
Form: Free verse
it started twenty-six years ago
in a twisted, cramped recast
bathroom
the sun's rays would perforate
from the right hand side
window
at first there were no
implements, neither a
zither
it was just shake a leg
shimmering by the bed
stuff
and not knowing if it
would be punctuated by
taxpayers
things began to change
minacious, more from the
heart
a clamorous insistence
discovered an obligatory
blowhole
and playing air guitar
in my room with an air mic
floating
pretending to be someone else
Categories:
minacious, humor, humorous,
Form: Free verse