Tag Archives: Rhyming

The answer is no

Posted on May 12, 2013 by

I’m looking for answers with authority to questions i’ll ask when i’m 40 those dark nights I lay awake to stake claims my tombstone will display but then I hear a shout, shriek, cry daft machination, bargain faustian, yet worth … Continue reading →

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Knowing is half the lost battle

Posted on March 11, 2013 by

The construct is a farce, far from sparse Spars made scars healed with dust from the stars The loom threads needles of war with dissent and gloom Hoping the whiskey fumes would delay the char plume Tungsten glow envelops the … Continue reading →

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Life as a statistic

Posted on February 6, 2012 by

I’m alive! The proof is in the pudding Scratch that, built from scratch apple pie A vessel of goo, glutton and regrets Wisdom of an entire existence Even faeces house species Looking for meaning in all the wrong places Finding … Continue reading →

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Dead;We

Posted on February 1, 2012 by

Walking through the waking life savouring every flavour ripe constitutes of black, white lies built upon the silent cries of those who sacrificed lives but remember the dismembered ties kin killing kin over the colour of skin thin skinned hair … Continue reading →

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Open to interpretation

Posted on October 15, 2011 by

Pots and panhandlers, it’s still black and white Name calling and hand slights, on bait hard bite Inertia holds you back, new physics based excuses Empty ruses, preemptive strikes by brown recluses Hurl abuses at the father figure, curl up … Continue reading →

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Everyone becomes a philosopher after 40

Posted on May 27, 2011 by

They say the pudding has good proof Universe invented before that is true A physicality, recluse, witches’ brew Win or lose, after the bruise, truce Lineage, generations, lost identity Intensity of the blow withstands city Knowledge begets philosophical propensity Decadence … Continue reading →

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Collective

Posted on October 16, 2010 by

The Red Cross is a red herring for the red wearing communists White lies, white sheets and white lies for the people far from east So let’s cover up crashes and uncover trash conspiracies The Cherokee on a jet ski … Continue reading →

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Cover your eyes

Posted on August 10, 2010 by

In my lifetime, i’ve seen people buying rose tinted glasses As the play age passes, we turn to the opiate of the masses stasis of mid life and the broken chassis of the reading glasses yet we buy the rose … Continue reading →

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Development Hell

Posted on August 8, 2010 by

The sheen of the screen as you join either red or blue team The screams of the haters seem over the wire seams Shout out to the scout, maybe the spy or the heavy Or maybe the soldier, gunner, specialist … Continue reading →

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This Poem Is Brought to You By the Letter S

Posted on August 1, 2010 by

Blah, a poetry with S words for the hell of it. It does make sense though, I think: sensational sources savouring, slobs salivating since sulking souls satiate selves small sections saving so score stating someone serving said sad sights slow … Continue reading →

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