Viscous Biscuits Of our Brains Often Cant handle Mandibles Of facts That extract Truths Regurgitated, evaporated From swirls In nectar That dance in false colors All around. #smallpoems 1/
A broken Birch branch scoured in tooth spurge shadows cast dancing dirges of besmirched towers Canopy snapping fingers in rhythms that linger, Yet we do not hear on verge of surging into submerging folds of deciduous matter But for now suspended in broken reality #smallpoems
in a finality of moments that break with reality form and function two rings who fit meaning playing at schemes of morality anomalies an allowance Seams cutting at edge of normality Poetry is the prick of history 2/2 #smallpoems
we collect cross-stitched senses of self as Poetry unfolds patterns anomolies commonly dawn on we only when they see wisp lines of truth from benign even weave in Needle minders of time written in wings of a moth made of aida cloth Basting in banality (1/2) #smallpoems
Antifa and BLM trending Patterns with coordinating conjunctions More functions of those who Ordain these matters In the scatter of botnet chatter. #smallpoems
Poetry is power is pain in loss shared experience backwards answers safe place to scream scream to place safe answers backwards experience shared loss in pain is power is poetry #smallpoems https://x.com/friede/status/1634590099609354245
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festering atop cinder blocks and glass of empty boxes blown out windows to look upon a courtyard crushed Yet the Oak where the children play It still stands #smallpoems
#smallpoems Shattered signals dangle in eerie peace found only in erasure when life fought out of existence for only wires dance now dangling moving gently in winter's breeze https://t.co/764boB3UUF
Yet do not judge nor condemn who holds the spoon for it is the Chef who deftly poisons truth as a hedge against reality #mastoprompt #smallpoems #NAFO 2/2
to hedge a bet at precipice of humanity despots pour porridge of insanity which alleges knowledge at ledges and wedges that dredge the lowest common denominator Sludge drudged for haters and splainers The loons who swoon over Baffoons and goons #smallpoems #NAFO 1/2
Umbrella bent into cold Winter rain, listless shield held firmly into winds pelting at misery's scars A monument of futility stone carved by sideways shrapnel striking with bitter cold Forlorn and soaked she marches on #smallpoems #mastoprompt
Listening to the #YokelLocal #clmooc global poetry hour show from #ds106radio https://bit.ly/3lu2Xwd This was such a fun #covid project from Scotland, Australia, Ghana, and United Stated of America, #WritingCommunity #smallpoems