Her Seasons |
a pillow-soft eyelid blankets his pupiland in the alcoholic dew of their lost stares she mixes cocktailswith crisp umbrellas carouseling in the citrus waters.her hair turned brown in the autumnlooking...
Posted by Rogan Josh on Tue, 30 May 2006 06:04:00 PST |
Fingerthreads |
oh darling, your sugar cane smileattracts the flies, but you dont wipe them offyour soft cheeksyour legs look as if they dipped in liquid porcelain,fluorecscent glints in your eyedolls house on the co...
Posted by Rogan Josh on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 09:47:00 PST |
Gemima |
gemima stares at the half lit sky
probing questions with a drug glazed eye
she traces the stars with her cold left hand
and watches as they turn to sand
autumn creeps up over the hill
as gemima...
Posted by Rogan Josh on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 11:46:00 PST |
Some more poems |
you remind me of the ocean
flecks of sun and moon sketching off the waves
your eyes the stars chasms endlessly flickering beneath
emerald green surf,
skin like sand, warm and gold, sea shell ...
Posted by Rogan Josh on Thu, 01 Dec 2005 05:26:00 PST |
Some poetry |
it were as ifthe sky had explodedits stars and suns all intetwinedlike vines; creating heavenin a glorious feast of light; rivers flew like birds; water rushing forwardin a flight of joy;the mountains...
Posted by Rogan Josh on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
