Missing So Much Poegasm second Chance Entrry |
Missing So MuchWould you leave the partyJust before it starts? Would you rather spend Your nights aloneThan risk a broken heart?Would you settle for 'safe'When you could Tiptoe on the moon? Always tas... Posted by on Thu, 10 May 2007 18:51:00 GMT |
SOMETIMES ITS A REAL SLOW BURN: Poegasm 11 contest entry |
Here is my entry to this week's Poegasm Contest # 11. Hope you enjoy?SOMETIMES IT'S A REAL SLOW BURNWhat next? she said,What comes after the honeymoon?Well, what was two together grows into two alon... Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 17:27:00 GMT |
License to Dredge (Multiple Poegasm entry Sat Match 24th 2007) |
This is my entry to Poegasm Contest. Hope you enjoy?License to DredgeA shadow slides over the estuary,a hard wind disturbing its waters; unsettles resident waders.Storm clouds gather round idle gan... Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 19:43:00 GMT |
Fatal Error |
Fatal Error It's not my fault!There was a fatal error.You unexpectedly quit andMy life came crashing down.My memory is fullOf your hard driveTo virtuality.You are my control.Let me be your escape.© Je... Posted by on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 19:35:00 GMT |
Come Into My Time Zone |
Come Into My Time Zone Come into my time zonewhere the seconds tickwhere mice don't squeakbut constantly clickwhere the seconds tick let meWORM into your codelet me gently de-file you through file-sha... Posted by on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 19:33:00 GMT |
Onion Skin Proections |
Onion Skin ProectionsI wonder when I see youIf you see meThe way I think you doAnd if you see youThe way I do tooI wonder when I look at youIf you see meThe way I feelAnd which layer of perception Can... Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 19:33:00 GMT |
Vertical Blinds |
Vertical Blinds Between each vertical Thin slits of sun Illuminate my clouds; Each day I move the Cord a little further and The slits grow wider. © Jenni Meredith Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 19:23:00 GMT |
Checkout Christmas; A Seasonal Poem From an Alien Perspective |
Checkout ChristmasChristmas carols spill across the High StreetDrowning its chatter in brass.On a slatted bench, a youth rattles a coke can, (nearly empty),clanking the metal of his knee.From piles o... Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 19:21:00 GMT |
The Day The Archeologists Discovered The Wall ? |
The sky was still outside the dome, the daythe team noticed the 'wall' line; just a smudgeon the electroscan, but one man therecould recognise it had significance;a barrier or some kind of permanentde... Posted by on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 06:33:00 GMT |
Parallel Realities |
ReflectingUnder the stars our homeUnder my feet the cloudsUnder the clouds our parallel realities Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 05:55:00 GMT |