Music is an ocean Vast emptiness carrying crescendos to shore as life drips in sounds of destiny I taste each note the bitter salt cutting the soul and sand keeps time slipping through the toes #smallpoems https://t.co/QWaxvG6qhi
Tucked in Alpine Meadows Songs slip on crick beds And sun glistens in Sounds of Stone Grasshoppers that Shall never fall silent As they seek destiny on The Alma Our range We call home keeping time by rasping heaven's door. 1/2 #smallpoems https://t.co/vOINSRBdxk
what does it mean to meme meaning of utterances in a sputtering of nonludic discourses dancing in abhorrent metaphors of mixed meaning seeing concrete, pragmatic effects of taking a brick to the dome? #smallpoems #nafo https://t.co/lXpHJE4Bl7
People often ask Why no Big Parades No tanks, guns, and planes But flags do wave flowers lain upon graves Yet these weapons of thanks carry grace in hands of babes on every Main Street in every town Silent rounds bowed in Thanks Not Declarations of the State #smallpoems https://t.co/FmAPIN1cO6
#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
winds of Sol whip disturbances which slip in charged particles marching in participles of hues, whose cues take on cosmic proportion Dipoles of desire burst into fires in distorted flows seen from below #smallpoems https://t.co/75SVFiLKcq
A #smallpoems for #NAFO A global horde of memetic Methodius seeding Cyril's florets of freedom on phonemes of the absurd. Each barb carrying a spark of Olah's seed https://t.co/5AffZQcGos
#smallpoems In black soils lapping, Sunlight splashes spilling in Heaven's ear giving rise to Songs of God through tongues of Perun and meals of lent passed to a Child's hand dancing in Peace of Pervomaysk. Fields of flower, power plowed under Grow once more https://t.co/a6FZBpfraa
Why can't I sleep why can't I cry? why can't I pee why can't I concentrate Why can't I burp, sneeze, find a job, poop? Why can't I sleep at night Maybe I shouldn't ask all these questions
I can't sleep I can't breath I can't stand the rain I can't I can't drive 55 I can't help myself I can't wait I can't stop loving you I can't get no satisfaction Why Can't I?
Inquisitive insights And bites Of fancy As flights Of bytes Do their dancing Tongues trodding out tales And words prancing Through screens And dreams Of bites and bytes Nibbling on the earlobe of Existence #smallpoems