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Pin Pricks

My hands hold the bars
I’m a good prisoner
Hoping to be let out for good behaviour 
Head down
not meeting my jailers eyes

At night when the lights are off
When the moon is in the sky
When men cough and moan in the darkness
I reach through the bars towards the stars
My finger traces that golden orb
My mind explores pin

Categories: pricks, angst, anxiety, conflict, freedom,
Form: Free verse

Thorn Pricks

It was not the first time, nor would it be the last, but who's elated about

Categories: pricks, fruit,
Form: Narrative

My Loudest Feelings

My Loudest Feelings 

It pricks my pores
Makes me red like glowing charcoal.
My tear glands could not stop reminding me of its nature.

That feeling I thought as much
Love hit my heart
Its prints left stitches.
I could not bear it
Each time my heart beat of jealousy.
The only cold I felt
Where the breeze of my breath.

Like an African woman

Categories: pricks, depression,
Form: ABC

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Slippery Pricks and Rotting Roses

The shrinking violet has made her way back.
for another round of acidic attacks.
Blaming the sun for her shadows,
the mirror for all her cracks.
The mad queen of monkeys, 
leading a gnashing troop.
Tossing stones and madly lashing
While slinging vicious verbal poop....
Driving all the flavor from the soup,
   There she sits atop self-pity hill. 
Bible in

Categories: pricks, best friend, death of
Form: Rhyme

Pain Pricks the Heart of the Beholder

Don’t denounce me when I weep
Soaking blows right, left and centre
From angled arrows that keep
Galumphing near my fort vying to enter

The crib the moon loathes
Which the venom sunshine can’t sear
While sadness bothers
To rain pain and fear with the clear

Motive to abuse my space and stretch the surface
On which horror refuses to die or lie
As it

Categories: pricks, addiction,
Form: Free verse

The Flag of Pricks

The  sky has lost its image of beauty, 
And the fading air is all you can see
When the soul of your spirit rest in cave
Inside the furnace of terrorism

How will you ascend in this graceless base?
With this bile intoxicating your heart
Rotten mind; a pollutant like strong haze,
Bringing you 'tween the bridge of death and

Categories: pricks, inspiration,
Form: I do not know?

Own Silhouette Pricks

a ghost on a wall 
                              sigh midnight wind murmurs heart

Categories: pricks, fear, night, silence,
Form: Haiku

Pressing, Against the Pricks

Dotting about land mines eyes half closed 
Asleep she seems while walking unto this edge....
Repulsion taking hold fey flags his juggernaut: jostling
King snakes slithering past these planetoids searching for her lizard queen ?
Demimonde's state of this union's address devil-may-care; and that he does dear dusty
Acheron your systematic servitude touch'stone's, tour de force: stigmatic ellipses be

Categories: pricks, baby, baptism, love,
Form: I do not know?

High Tech Pricks

Screw google, and their big birds chicks....
Switching gears as her united nations wishing
Italy's vatican to change it's stance upon abortion ?

Categories: pricks, art,
Form: I do not know?

Pin Pricks of Light

The heavens, speckled with small dots of light
Sometimes shooting as they pass through the night

Many pin pricks scattered throughout the sky
Allows spent prowess to pound way up high

I delight in the show of sparkling stars
All blasts a form shining beyond, so far

Master of the lights is the humble moon
Covers its fair share of beams like

Categories: pricks, life, moon, sky, stars,
Form: Couplet

My Past Pricks Me

I have left my past long back,
           To strive to live in present sac,
           Waiting for future's pack,
           But my past me pricks me.

Categories: pricks, absence, grief, growing up,
Form: Rhyme Royal

Love and Pricks

I Love the elderly
so full of history
I love my generation
who kept me a mystery
I love the children
who's future, now bright
for I have died for them
to capture the light
for i understand
pain more than ever
once I released it
the anger got better
as it went away from the people
and into my music
without a single
reason to prove it
without a reason
to

Categories: pricks, absence, abuse, addiction, age,
Form: Free verse