Word Poems - Poems about Word

Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & deconstruct ticking clocks taunt timely bombs lost in purple blobs of orange haze awaiting purging deluges sprinkled with white bolts of blinding hell the raving raven's feathers flicker while flippant tentacles grope...Read the rest...

Mesopotamia The Fertile Crescent once was ~ Then Babylon rose...Read the rest...

There’s something to be said for the local practitioner Whose phone is not answered by an East Asian call center It’s nice knowing...Read the rest...

English words that end in “let” are called diminutives – did you forget? All were once of larger size but were easily diminutized by the suffix “let” appended where the word naturally ended. (Think of it like a tail tacked to...Read the rest...

Heretically speaking …I am at odds with myself ...Read the rest...

She is oblivious to the fact That she can make my mind Tedious Which makes me furious But imagining her smiling upon Makes my heart troubled as ocean On a stromy night...Read the rest...

Nervous I sat, waiting to be called. I wasn’t sure what it was he said, but it meant a lot to me. Then I realized, he was not talking to me. Oh well, I will be next....Read the rest...

Hey dear friend! In the truth you know, that I've shared with you. Don't you dare lie, and tell me that you understand my pain. Course truthfully, YOU DON'T!!! Please tell me it's gonna be okay, NOT "I know how you...Read the rest...

YOU CLAIM TO BE ACE ROTHSTEIN A BOSS COMMITING HIEST ON DISABLED ELDERLY PERSONS BREAKING INTO MOBLE HOME GOLF CARTS AND MEDICATION BOXES RETRIEVING ANTIDEPRESSANTS HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE MEDICINES HEART MEDICINES AND VIAGRA PUSHING THESE MEDICATIONS...Read the rest...

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It is your heart that I admire, Bigger than the universe Brighter than the morning star. The role you play as a sister, Fills my life with a craft. It is your understanding I admire, Bringing missing pieces to my puzzle. The...Read the rest...

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This piece was originally a challenge made by a friend to freestyle a poem on the spot, because I told her I was retired. This is also my first piece in nearly 10 years. So...Read the rest...

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...