Planked Poems - Poems about Planked

...Of Dampness & Breath Alone with his idiosyncrasies shuffling along the pointillist perfection of tedious shore, an old man luminous by moonlight’s slight lemon glow swirls ......Read the rest...

...Nor thunder in the dark, nor flash, nor fire, nor other pyrotechnics that, they say, accompany all such events, nor dire phantasmagorias, going astray in the unconsciousness. I’m all alone dow......Read the rest...

...The plague knew my infinite hulk in 1769, crept through the Polynesian crystal onto my outstretched archipelago black sands and white sands and volcanoes speaking the purple language, the queen......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, I can hear that happy, bubbly brook bouncing over stones and under the wheel…that giant wheel. It would drone along groaning a wooden song; each night luring the brassy sun ever toward ......Read the rest...

...A heavy sigh and vacant staring through a glass walled cell. Electric purple owls with golden eyes loom about, transfixed and silent. No going back. Bloody rays of a setting ......Read the rest...

...My fragrances have guided you to my colourful winter gardenia A cobbled pathway will walk you to a vanilla mushroom house Atop with a fireman's helmet of red riding hood flower wine Bee loved su......Read the rest...

...The beard line came within a 1/4" from a field of chest hair and called a truce on this wild mop headed man-child who spoke with such decibel excitement his voice waned from totally cracking up to a ......Read the rest...

...‘Twas damp, cold and lonely - not much bigger than a closet. But the little room within me is mine. It has no niceties such as a bed chamber but To one side – when pressed upon hard enough – My walls......Read the rest...

...The thing that went... The first thing that went wrong - was the buzzing in my left ear, the one not buried in the pillow, the one that was open to the world. The second thing that went wro......Read the rest...

...Music Festival Boys in glitter and gold quote the doors With dreadlocks they beatbox drum and base A girl balances my friend with her legs He lies planked above her face Flags ripple with colour Ch......Read the rest...

...Cogwheel Ballet by Odin Roark Hot Humid New York summer Industrial commerce 24/7 Textile scents of humid wool Acerbic edge of chemical dyes Permeating wood and air Thick oily lubricants......Read the rest...

...In the hold tears are shackled White eyes stare dark corners Bare breasts hang limpid Humanity dowsed in sewage The slaver pitches, rolls Each wave a fathom from home Each trough a deeper des......Read the rest...

...Sitting on here ye porch Reflecting on what were thee past A terrible and horrifying future was in thou forecast Thou hast laid a future in which we live Thou peers say revenge is in progress Bu......Read the rest...

...When the storm has withered and you walk away, Look up and then down and ye shall see my cloud. Brisk but sweet I shall be and I shall shine so proud. I shall move the winds and ye shall hear what......Read the rest...