Friday, August 28, 2009

B is for Five Words

(Poetry? I do not know.)

Earth Explodes without a whisper.

Do things to do things.

Chaos kisses me. I like.


Blank is my mind (again).


Big words, lost to me.


This pen to my wrist.


Slivers of Jello cover me.


What shatters is not glass.


Poetry dies. Write a novel.


Rescue and you will breathe.


Sharp waters cut no fish.


Would they judge me if...

Fell the phone. Message, stays.


Fell the phone. Speak now.


Fell the phone. Mediocrity ends.


I am deaf. Speak softly.

2 comments:

  1. I love writing that is creative and makes me think.

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  2. one tries from time to time :-)

    have a good one cheery. pax.

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