Every Christmas I set out to write a poem to my nephew, Robert Francis McVerry, JR. Each year I say I am gonna write about all the cool things Baby Bobby did with his cousins that year. Tell the fiction we all know would be true. Every year I can not. Instead I return to the ghost Dicken's forgot. The "Ghost of Christmas Never Was." A specter seeing the unse
#smallpoems Does one whisper histories To the Ghost of Christmas Never Was? Dribbling deeply into Holiday mysteries Sibling memories seeping past Time sleeping In The Next Place Glances stolen In your cousin's face hands out stretched To a present not Far fetched With our Souls to Catch your dreams
I am publishing a #smallpoems #zine as a photocopied 5.5 X 4 inch booklet Looking for any one interested in doing illustrations or sketches. #clmooc #literacies
@nikkimwalls I am working on a #smallpoems zine with @dogtrax (he doesn't know it yet)...mind if I include your tweet that started off our response poem
#smallpoems Vicar with sinister whiskers is picker of pictures spinster of scriptures quicker meaning sifter than cheap liquor Call em Fixer Shape shifter situated inverter poetic grifter prophetic lifter a sifter of aesthetic blisters in verse
My soul pours out small talk in broken versus of poetry shattering niceties introductions into my true through hyperbolic lies and meaning lying within a spell of spilled elixir truth capturing falsehood #smallpoems
@Karis_M_Jones Searching, thinking while listening broken thoughts screaming our links of metaphor ripping at targets a source of subjective consciousness just talking to yourself? a personal poem unfolding in the mind #smallpoems #lra19
Can you find it No You're searching Has to be lost All forgot. Twist around. Amongst the stares. Stolen memories Forgotten fares Dropping your lens Spins up truth Destiny's Unbound Answers anchored #couchtour #smallpoems