Tag Archives: Poetry

A Bit of Summer Rain/ 4 Rainy Poems

Posted on August 27, 2008 by randomyriad

It has been raining a bit around here, the gentle, cool, rain of late summer, a lot like spring. The season is shifting. The light is retreating in little backward steps to the tip-toe encroachment of shadows, the same dance, … Continue reading →

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Whose Driving This Thing?

Posted on August 21, 2008 by randomyriad

Plastic Jesus I don’t care if it rains or freezes as long as I’ve got my plastic Jesus sitting on the dashboard of my car it comes in colors pink and pleasant it glows in the dark cause its iridescent … Continue reading →

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A Poem of Sudden Summer

Posted on July 11, 2008 by randomyriad

Tilt It all starts with a loss of balance Tipping arms waving to and fro Silliness of a dizzy dream Screaming, streaming madness The desire grows bursting Out of my ears Through my nostrils To the outside world I feed … Continue reading →

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Three Poems Written A While Ago

Posted on July 5, 2008 by randomyriad

Delicate Dance The balance is the beauty, each part moving freely and yet affecting each other part, compensating to retain the center. If the form is awkward, the movements must wobble. Thus perfection mars the balance and brings the structure … Continue reading →

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2 poems that happened today

Posted on July 4, 2008 by randomyriad

Summer Storm Day All night the storm grumbled around Lightning flickered through my eyelids With one tremendous crack-rumble ripping me out of loose sleep into the misty dripping dark in the morning my basement office cool gray light filtered through … Continue reading →

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