Micropoem: coffee
coffee i know that i don't need you at all i tell myself as i reach for my next cup [For more of my Micropoetry, click here]
Micropoem: Stop the Noise
stop the noise sometimes when you don't have anything to say the very best way to acknowledge that is to keep your fingers from typing any words [For more of my shorter Micropoems, click here]
Micropoem: closed
closed your words tell me you are listening but your manner suggests to me you have already decided what you are going to hear [For more of my Micropoems, click here]
Tandem Post: The Age of Outcry
This is the last post in a series of four Tandem Blog posts where Dave Luis and Megan Furniss and myself have each picked a title and the three of us have written whatever it has inspired in us. So far we have done That Nagging Feeling... followed by 37 Million Miles... and lastly Boundaries. The fourth and final title was opened up to the Facebook and the most popular suggestion was by Valerie Anderson aka tbV [...]
Micropoem: the alchemist
the alchemist i watch through my window and the rain as you dig through my trash to somehow discover your treasure [For more of my shorter poems, click here]
Tandem Post: Boundaries
Boundaries Emma was dead. I mean, she got that, she really did. Although to be fair, it had taken her quite a while. But, in her defense, this was completely different to anything she had experienced before, and so recognising it was perhaps not such an obvious connection. What was so distinct about her present state, 'Was this a state? A condition perhaps? Or do you have to be alive to be in any form [...]
Micropoem: good intentions
good intentions i see you on the street corner cold and confused and want to reach out a hand to lift you up until that moment i realise that to properly do so i might need to take a step down [For more of my shorter poems, click here]
The allergic to E challenge
So one of my new favourite virtual [for now] friends, Dante, whose incredible Micropoetry can be found over at Original Dante, challenged me to a duel [well kinda, cos he already pulled his trigger in his own fight] which i had already kinda done in someone's comment section, but there is no verifiable proof, so i decided to take him up on it... OD is the reason i got interested in, and brave enough to [...]
Micropoem: idiots
idiots some would call them fellow drivers sharing the same road but you would offer them no such generous reprieve [For more of my Micro little poems, click here]
Micropoem: racist
racist it's not so much that you think you're better than 'those people' that causes my blood to boil as much as it is that you use the words 'those people' [For more attempts at Micropoetry, click here]