“ Cute little bird, morning cold, looking at me from middle of road, me in my big black truck, swerve to avoid, you don’t give a fuck.”
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“ I love working with others, instigating a creative fire, through laughter we become brothers, together watching the flames burning higher.”
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“ Naked & forlorn, hoping that through integrity justice is reborn, cloak and dagger is not for me, I will not join there misery.”
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“ These politics I fund so utterly boring,
my friendly gestures your ignoring,
why don’t you just give it up
& stop being a childish fu…”
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“ I contemplate life & death,
how it flows in a single breath,
disease, suicide or accident,
my thoughts in cyclical lament.”
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“ Something in my personality,
inviting rudicule & hostility,
the consistency is getting to me,
I would change if a possibility.”
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“ When darkness slips into the days
& last sanctuaries slip away,
into my mind I will retreat,
gaze to the heavens &
admit defeat.”
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“ I just makes me wanta cry,
I work to hard & don’t even get by,
with envy in my green eye,
am I born to struggle until I die.”
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“ Supermarkets drive me mad,
to be rid wouldn’t be so bad,
they steel cash with pesky tricks,
to hell with the capitalist pricks.”
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“ Just because you wronged me
& tried to pick a fight,
doesn’t mean I don’t care
to ensure your alright.”
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“ Part 1: When traversing life’s rough seas,
keep your sails open to fourtune’s gentle breeze.”
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“ Riding the crest of the wave,
the newest toys they crave,
like hypnotized mice they stand & stare,
but me I really don’t care.”
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“ My mind I keep it open,
anything I will try,
these words are not empty token,
I want to live before I die.”
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“ The beast of love a fickle thing,
in its tail a deadly sting,
at its whim it strikes you down,
stops your heart & then skips town.”
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“ Another thing where the quest for innovation leaves me in the shade,
why the hell can’t we leave alone the the humble razor-blade.”
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“ I do love a good yarn with folks who’s lives are more colorful than mine,
I find their fresh perspectives so enticingly sublime.”
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“ Sweet pixie on distant shores,
telling tales of adventures yours,
laughing loud,
dancing in fields,
healing self &
veggie meals.”
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“ This is micropoem number one hundred, its been heaps of fun, now I have to think about micropoem number one hundred and one.”
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“ Learning is what we need,
with love, soil & some seed,
a little luck,
patience & the occasional weed,
our families we will feed.”
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“ Vultures dressed in suits and hobnail boots,
offering insurances and loans,
beware they speak in half truths & desire to pick clean your bones.”
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“ Many things I have thought about
and some I thought I had known,
but one thing I return to
is that life is the ultimate koan.”
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“ Majestic you stand,
routed deep in this land,
at your heart all nature’s power,
your touch a delicate flower.”
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“ This is what I believe:
1. Wear your heart upon your sleeve,
2. Keep your mind an open book,
3. Take back the dreams life took.”
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“ Two celestial bodies floating in the night,
like magnets they pull together,
the heavens to ignite.”
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“ An explosion in my head,
it’s making me see red,
to many ideas fighting to be expressed,
must decide what ones are best.”
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“ With purile drama & petty distractions
they control our lives,
it’s time we all grew up
stood tall and opened our eyes.”
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“ Dark angel,
beaten & depressed,
rises on heals,
rips open chest,
pure light within & terrible din,
burns off the whole worlds sin.”
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“ I never did understand
why this toothbrush in my hand,
has to keep on evolving,
it’s only a simple problem it’s solving.”
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“ Success at the price of integrity,
a trade I’m not willing to make,
I’d rather spend my life as a failure,
than live it as a fake.”
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“ The Black Dog returns to my mind,
it’s bark cruel and unkind,
the beast my mortaenemy,
alas this nemesis is me.”
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“ Pavements cracked by small flowers,
these are natures powers,
for justice I will fight,
and with love I spread the light.”
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“ Some folks think I am quite mad,
given this perspective I am glad,
it would be such a shame
if we all thought the same.”
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“ You are free to sit and judge,
I shall not bear a grudge,
the madness in my motive you cant find,
you will never taste my mind.”
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“ It often makes me wonder,
why you want to steal my thunder,
why we have to share your misery,
it really is a mystery.”
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“ I do love the absurd,
its more than a hard to spell word,
few things are weirder,
than follow the leader
with an Ohmegooley bird.”
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“ One thing I would like to abstain,
is driving in the rain,
the puddles go splash,
you avoid a crash,
it really is a terrible pain.”
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“ On her light I wish to feast,
like a crazed beast,
paradoxically not to destroy,
but rather in harmony enjoy.”
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“ Kind words have just been said,
they crack open the dark in my head,
the light causes confusion,
to long in self delusion.”
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“ This is not my time or place,
I am disconnected from the human race,
all about me just feels wrong,
where in hell do I belong.”
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“ Times are much better intimate,
crowds,
I’m just not into it,
quite why?
I have no answer,
I guess I’m more a lover than a dancer.”
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“ Makes my tummy go yippie,
chowing down on blue cheese and coffee,
sat in winter sun at the Kaimai factory.”
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“ The darkness hiding in the light,
it smote me down with all it’s might,
when I woke in my bed,
a thunderous pain in my head.”
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“ When silence becomes to hard,
white hands crooked and scared,
opens the jar of noise,
filled with stolen voices of girls & boys.”
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“ Am I awake or am I still dreaming,
winter sun kindly frosts take &
Aotearoa’s landscape is steaming.”
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“ I dream of days
where Angels play & tranquility has no end,
but today there are dragons to be slain
and lovers to become friends.”
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“ Cup of love
historically savored by Artist, Poets and Thinkers,
How many of life’s little treats
where day dreamed by coffee drinkers.”
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“ The sunset in her gaze,
her mind an intriguing maze,
the sweet curve of her tummy
and humour genuinely funny.”
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“ When all things are said and done,
I’m tired of not having fun,
how do we make things right,
I can’t stand another fight.”
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“ I know it to be true,
I’ve seen folks who look happy,
what the hell do I have to do
to make things not feel so crappy.”
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“ Hollow words do not reality make,
they construct a truth fickle and fake,
you believe them with conviction,
for me they just cause friction.”
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“ Strangers brought together by chance
a commuter romance,
I create intertwined biographies
within these shifting geographies.”
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“ Love has no rules,
no diagnostic tools,
the only judgment that’s right,
is do whatever gets you through the night.”
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“ These beasts I do love,
the wolf, dear and dove,
when I look behind there eyes,
ancient spirits in me rise.”
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“ I stand firm and polite,
as they goad me to fight,
this wolf wont bear its teeth
and let loose the rage benieth”
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“ Spinning your wheels
in the morning at five o’clock
don’t make you clever
it makes you a COCK.”
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“ I kneel naked in hell’s fire,
surrounded by the devil’s choir,
a distant angel sings,
then I spread my wings.”
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“ Don’t waltz with crazy,
with out of faze brain,
your mind will go hazy
& you’ll forget which one is insane.”
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“ At the edge of golden dawn sea,
stray mongrel and me,
watching the primordial fire,
raise higher & higher.”
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“ When the world stops spinning
and truths coincide,
he watches in rapture
as the dead run and hide.”
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“ Not sure whats going on
or what is their plan,
perhaps I’ve not made them aware
what kind of man I am.”
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“ Push your head up far from the maddening cloud,
look to build opportunities that make mothers proud.”
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“ From seeds of panic
trees of anger grow
with branches twisted & black,
thankfully I’m a by nature
a happy bearded lumberjack.”
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“ The ugly mask you made for me
then point in disgrace,
but what you don’t remember
is my true face.”
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“ Oh sweet Absinthe you take me to that special place,
is it into heaven
or am I just off my face.”
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“ Balls to mediocrity and to the mundane,
too long have you quenched those fires burning in my brain.”
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“ How can you shout and scream
and tell me that I’m “strange”,
your the one jumping about and acting all deranged.”
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“ Rotorua is nice but a little smelly,
if you have a sensitive tummy,
best stay home and watch it on the telly.”
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“ This is just a test to see if this post tweets,
I’ve been waiting to have this chance
for several weeks.”
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“ my head it is a thumping
like a thousand codfish jumping,
my stomach is all queasy,
just one little coffee would be too easy.”
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“ Coffee I love you,
but you’ve been a bad friend,
if I don’t cut back our time together
you’ll drive me round the bend.”
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“ insomnia what’s wrong with yah,
with you I wish I could rhyme,
then again I’m so tired
i’m going to give up trying.”
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“ This cold morning I scrape my windscreen of ice,
a warm hug right now, yes that would be nice.”
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“ I know
at times my sartorial style can be a bit off wack,
but the supermarket,
in pajamas,
now that’s just crap.”
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“ Sometimes I think that creativity can be a curse,
then I think not having a soul,
that would be worse.”
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“ Got the latest DVD
of the Glaswegian called Billy,
I wonder if he will insist on showing us his willy?”
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“ There folks I would love to meet,
few I would put my favorite black shirt on,
they go by the names Gaimen & Burton”
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“ I guess I do look kinda weird,
dark glasses,
kooky hair and a beard,
but that’s just what I am,
a funny looking man.”
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“ I sit with eyes of tears
and think of things I wish you had said,
you had far to few years,
oh shit Dad you really are dead.”
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“ There is some thing we know to be true,
how can I catch myself if I’m always catching you?”
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“ Sweet words I love you
but not your fickle rules,
your I’s before E’s except after C’s
and all that shit they teach in schools”
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“ Small minds and searching eyes scoure my worlds to find something to twist, shape & create little dramas for there dreary lives”
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“ I do adore a femanine spirit that needs to create,
it makes something deep down in me shiver and shake.”
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“ I admit I am no writer,
but I have grown up a fighter,
I will stand firm,
I won’t give in,
my war with dyslexia I will win.”
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“ I watch quietly sat upon the fence,
resisting my need to lift the mood so dark and intense.”
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“ Oh dark,
sweet,
hot,
love,
they say you are a vice,
but without you in my life
I doubt my days would be half as nice.”
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“ This shy young man
crippled with anxiety and fear
a life of self imposed solitude
year,
after year,
after year.”
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“ I tweet these words
and craft them few and ponder to myself
‘given these times what would Chekhov do?’”
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“ The calm in your eyes
and the graceful curve of your thigh
still its the products of your mind
on which I dine.”
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“ My son and I in each others eyes,
I see the melancholy of lost youth,
he sees the simple reflected truth.”
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“ Witnessed the funniest damned thing
that set my mind in fits,
two
fat
twins
in sailor outfits.”
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“ The ephemeral spirit
shifts away
through mist & birch trees,
the words unspoken
bring me to my knees.”
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“ Every time you speak I wish for silence,
I’m far from a prude,
but your jokes are just crude
with there overt sexual violence.”
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“ All life’s little pleasures are for the exploring,
to never play with new toys
now that would just be boring.”
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“ The world is no place for Artists,
Philosophers,
Lovers & Dreamers,
it belongs to Cheats,
Bastards,
Whores
& Wide eyed screamers.”
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“ This half stranger she lay me down
& whispered in my ear,
my favorite quote “I know beauty by fear””
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“ I think on all the things I’ve done and seen,
and stand in wonder of the man I could have been.”
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