i was wandering through a simple word doc titled "poems" and found a couple i forgot that i had written, but quite like so i thought i'd share. its late, and i'm sleeply awake, so ignore spelling/grammer errors... hell its poetry. grammer and puncuation doesn't come into it!!!
Laying on the ground
dry but still a fresh green
He explains encounterswith the grass
of the dying corn textured variety
lay on your back
head towards the sky
shield your eyes
turn towards
he's looking into you now
lie on your stomach
legs on the slope,
one bare foot touches the earth
the other an ankle
of the male variety
and another... older still
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Darkness i wish was lit with candles
a single bulb above the stairs
they are rickidy and creak
underfoot
and i'm afraid to wake you at the bott0m
it is dark in my cave
there is a hint of life
peaking out from your door
yet i ignore
and avoid you gaze, cause i know i'm not wanted anymore
or ever. at all?
that'll do. Bedtime.
Ness
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2 comments:
Hello there,
I especially like the last one :)
And unfortunately spelling and grammar DOES come into poetry hun, but it depends whether you're trying to be avant garde or not, lol
i'll be avant garde then :P
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