Play(A) Poems - Poems about Play(A)

Gerry leading the weekly walk* if only giraffe's could talk ' I could show you where to see me' & 'in which hide to be'...Read the rest...

My lips the vacancy sign, my heart the hotel You ran up room service again. left burn marks on the mattress. Rude to the staff Yet you seem to always be welcomed back With my lips flashing like a neon vacancy...Read the rest...

I’m wrying to trite poetry, I’m doing it all the day, Wrying to get the turds out, To must jean what I say. Rumtimes the syme hust jappens, Other wimes it’s tierd, And the jeaning is all mumbled, Fexactly as I eared. So...Read the rest...

My nights are often restless, My dreams are often broken. The tremors are often heard, Within words not often spoken. I'm tossed about in silent motion, Until I'm cocooned within the covers. The darkness holds me tighter, Than the embrace...Read the rest...

Flackmoth wishes his love of legumes was not accompanied by foul fumes. Not having to release a whiff of flatulence would prevent incurring that other offense and social stigma, the “stinkma.” ...Read the rest...

SURREALITY the secret dread.. reopened a chance happening.. the discovery alienates, the spell ...Read the rest...

Ribbon like a vapor emit; The notebook with paper, To savor in pen; Like each tongue upon, Falling from heaven, So, let the note cook, Into a sweet flavor –...Read the rest...

If all there is …is now And time but an illusion Wondering where it went Causes me confusion If there’s been no then Is it all Zen And the end is Where it will begin Is every sunrise The same one Or even worse There wasn’t...Read the rest...

The migrant mind ingrains innate impulsive expression, wherein my muse blossoms like the flower of passion. The patina exudes the excitement I’ve so long preferred, transforming it into transfixed tapestry of weaved words. The...Read the rest...

There's a space with no light. So much crammed up there! Wonderful treasures in the front, Trash in behind. Images and memories all muddled together. Loads of ideas and half thought out plans scattered all over the place. Should have had some...Read the rest...

In the city of snow Dressed in precious white He sits on the stool of glow Covered in fiery light Thunder and lightning Fire meets sound The sight is frightening Rumblings from the skies to the ground He rises from his fiery...Read the rest...

Is Proximate to Intoxicant ~ as Protestant is to Contestant ...Read the rest...

In case you’d like a test that doesn't always rhyme Is the opposite of ‘protest’~ ‘contest’ ...Read the rest...

sitting with a rum i take a pen and... rhy-me words anchor duty sailors... all call - "haul" at christmas a church be the... all "call" hall a tow truck driver starts driving on hearing - Al call "haul" in answer to...Read the rest...

here is my own recipe letters simmering e vs v d s v e dp o vel p ...Read the rest...