Poem -Sound

It stutters into life Like the last breath of a dying spaceship, Ornamental jazz means more to me, Than the chatter of my fellow creatures, To be assailed, assaulted by this blast of air-sounds, Go away, go away, I want to shriek at them, The citadel on an island in the lake, Filled with the … More Poem -Sound

Poem – Poison Dwarf

The kobold sits, Crouched Hunched over the toadstool, Lined face and beaver teeth, Face pinched from two few meals, The language of blood and dirt, Kobold rejects mate, For non would impregnate, This foul, hunkered goblin, This pestilence-pest, This rancid, repugnant rendering, A travesty of life which blights my sight, And makes dead the music … More Poem – Poison Dwarf

Three Poems

  How Are You? We forgot to ask If you were okay, No we didn’t forget, We just didn’t bother, We forgot to see, If you were going to leave us, We just didn’t ask, It never occurred to us, So we didn’t bother. We don’t ask robots, If they’re okay, We don’t ask machines, … More Three Poems

A Word of Thanks

Originally posted on A Listful of Horrors:
I’d like to thank everyone who reads my blog, especially some of the poetry stuff I do. I can’t paint, sing, dance or play an instrument so writing is my principle form of outlet for my ideas and feelings. It means a lot to me when people stop…