Swipe Poems

Don't clog,read this blog
Careful with the pipes
Don't stop up the toilets,
Cause aint no plumber coming'',
That bad tooth, that hurts to the root,
News flash, ‘ain't no dentist open'.
Separate your garbage,
Garbage man aint doing extra,
No has mask suits or gas mask,
They aint...Read More

King Spring
     mass grass
     stalls fall

Bird Herds
     crows row
     ducks cluck

Heel Zeal
     toes pose
     neat feet

Fey...Read More

She sits there on a branch alone,
Along comes another, swish down with the swipe of his wing,
She fly’s quickly with a vengeance, swish through the branches,
To another tree she goes, mating season has come,
He sits there with all of his...Read More

A note to all the new parents of special needs babies?
Hello New Mom,
Congratulations, you are now part of a world where there is exquisite beauty.
Along with that beauty will come a hardship few can expound on. You are in the...Read More

THIS HOUSE

This house is always open,
But thieves had best beware.
Because this house is guarded,
By constant daily prayer.

We offer you our bathroom,
To shave and clean up in.
But don't take nothin' from this house,
'Cause stealing is a sin.

The food is to be...Read More

Here you go 
My lovely child 
So eager and wild 
Ready to see the world 
And all the ugliness it has to offer?
I have a digital snack to proffer 
Touch, tap, and swipe 
Entertain the predators on skype
Come in, come...Read More

AND SO IT BEGAN  (Series 2 episode 1)

The bad boys were defeated on 
Planet Earth,
Their New Year held no mirth,
All they could think was revenge,
Echo Man and Fire Ball,
Thought they could upsurge
Them, time they found
Out, what Jupiter was all...Read More

a deep aria of cobalt hue
encompasses us in the sky-
our fate started so long ago;
a place where forever lasts forever,
where stardust spreads over
my barren shoulders and he
kisses me like youth

below the grey glaze
shadow of the moon,
he lifts me –
HIGHER-
and
HIGHER
for the...Read More

In days of old
When Knights were bold
And wonder filled the sky;
A world more simple, 
Eyes that would twinkle
As life passed slowly by and by.

Food that was real,
Few that would steal,
Neighbors knew each other’s name;
Faith that was strong,
Wrong was just wrong,
A...Read More

the impact of
the damage done
in fact an inactive
radio doesn't play

but if it's in a 
state of static
the exact amount
of millirems is about

how i feel
overexposed
as i approach
the site where 

i work
and as i 
get nearer the
clicking begins as

the geiger
counter needle
reveals the...Read More

on my phone
in emails i've
more poems
then photos
of her that
she has
sent me

the photos
are poised
and posed
but any of
those will
show me
the way

so in a file
named mi
Musa 
i have from
her sent two
hundred and
twenty nine

images
imagine
if this file
were a slot
machine and
my finger an arm
every night i...Read More

THE MORTAL DILEMMA OF FAIRY TALES AND FIRE FLIES 
 

(Brandon, the world  

depends on the existence of fairy tales and fire flies, 

the simple kindness towards lesser things,	 

the magnanimity, the compassion	 

of not taking life simply because...Read More

Billy was a burglar, of the feline type,
he'd pussyfoot around at night to see what he could swipe.
But one day he felt the pinch, if you'll excuse the pun,
for the local coppers had a blitz on crime begun.
I'll have to...Read More

I have a cat called Ethan who is nicknamed the 'Beast.'
We lost our dear Lucy who now is deceased.
What corner of Hell and what star crossed dimension?
Would garner a creature so starved for affection.

He gets up too early, what's wrong...Read More

get out
my laminated
computer generated
bar coded photo i d badge

swipe it
across the 
scanner watching
as it turns green from red

someday
hoping it
won't let
me in...Read More

In the crook of a rock,
in the turn of a stream,
in a fright of a forest,
lived old Grundlebean.
His door had a four,
and his face had a frown,
because NOBODY liked
having Grundle around -
not even the bats
or r-rattling rats
who lived in the...Read More

I hate the haters of her,
I hate the lovers of her.
Who is she?
I can not identify!
Tell me why?

I care for her,
She also cares for me,
Who is she?
I can not identify!
Tell me why?

I like her,
I want to fly with her.
But, I...Read More

			O Fingernail Moon
			pointing down at the ocean
			what goddess clipped you?

			O clipped fingernail
			without your acute reply
			can I scratch mind’s itch?

			Scratch may be:
			the swipe to light the match
			the breech that summons blood
			the spouse of pad
			the early exit before the race
			the gelt to...Read More

HE WISHED HER TO BE MORE RESPECTFUL
A WELL MANNERED PERSON
WITH DESTINCTIONS THAT
WERE TO DISGINQUISH FROM ALL OTHERS
SHE WAS BRASH, MEAN AND SURLEY
A COMMON WOMAN
WITH UNCOMMON NEEDS
INSTEAD OF ASKING FOR BEEF 
SHE TOOK CATTLE FROM BARNS AT NIGHT
INSTEAD OF RAISING HOGS,...Read More

Declined 


Laughing, only to hide the tears,
now gathering in the corners of my mouth,
drowning me…(I should be so lucky)

staring at a reflection in the protective glass,
not someone I recognize at this convenience store counter,
even if it is me

When facing a...Read More

justice for junior! justice for junior! justice for junior! your death has affected me deeply and I never even knew ya. 15yrs old you had ya whole future ahead of ya. Savages came for you thinking you was him, savages...Read More

Here marks the age
Of evolution in reverse
Though finally escaping 
The clutches of the church

The craze of social media
Has us on our knees
With the touch of a thumb 
We’ve acquired all our needs

We need not for hunting
Exploring or chasing
We swipe and...Read More

He drank, thirsting for her;
with stygian lips pressed to her neck,
She was exsanguinated.

The squalid night-beast, left her lifeless body, 
behind an alley dumpster. 
No moonlight betrayed the remnants,
of his latest meal.
Any slight remorse, that he felt,
was obliterated by the metal-sweet...Read More

Dysfunction is normal, equate it to a civil war
 Maternal figure playing both; providing all she can
 Subconsciously searching for some type of mentor  
 Puberty hits, but age doesn’t make you a man 

 The first check came,...Read More

Ozzie Ozzie Ozzie
24/08/2018
Contest on my Home country by Brahne Bailey

Being an Ozzie is great,
Everyone calls Everyone Mate.
Too laid back for a heated debate,
Culture so young..... so we’re late.

We walk around wearing our thongs,
Like it’s a style of dress that belongs.
Chilling...Read More