filling in the unused bits of me (2)

by patrick

what is it with the waking hour?
words scampering to reach my page...

rotter pushing back

by patrick

there be times I would like to dig up their...
the head of rotter’s row...

A lament for the Unknown Heroes

by ddavidd

The dissemination of bullets seeded the womb of...
the land’s arms opened...

poetry haunting me (2)

by patrick

my heart may not have eyes and ears
but that is where I am at...

reaching out!

by patrick

I have never once pretended to be godly
if nothing else I understand the human need of...

I pray (1) 1

by patrick

at the crossroads I stand tall
help me in my weakness...

be cool

by patrick

the sky on fire?
no need for anger no need for blame...

mortality?

by patrick

cut roses the symbol of dyeing
beauty to crumbling...

the “I” in me!

by patrick

the “I” in me!
I find myself writing these poems...

Crack Head (3) 5

by Maple Tree

When your little one
nests in a womb...

this be the age of misinformation (1)

by patrick

It all goes on between the lines
Hidden in plain sight...

Have you met my Green God? (5) 3

by CRAFTY KEN

Have you met my Green God?
(Based upon King David’s Psalm 23...