I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
We used to mock the liquid Looking down from our frosty blue parapets Impervious to doubt and pain Clean and pristine as an original idea
By D. J. Reddall2 days ago in Poets
I will promise you Everything you dream about For a small favor
By D. J. Reddall3 days ago in Poets
The displeased demos Used to vote villains into Ten years of exile
By D. J. Reddall8 days ago in Poets
The shore is warm and dry, stable and sound The sand caresses skin and keeps it safe Allow some firmer footing to be found
I was certain that the magic would work My lantern and carpet should have allowed My voyage to transcend the local murk Permitting me to flee the foolish crowd
By D. J. Reddall10 days ago in Poets
On all the wagons Moving in all directions My tea is totaled
By D. J. Reddall12 days ago in Poets
The brave warrior Serves one, terrible master: Insatiable death
By D. J. Reddall15 days ago in Poets
Alone I remain Unfit for any other Way of being here
By D. J. Reddall17 days ago in Poets
Beware the orange troll, my little lads and lasses, Lest his eyes fix on your assets, your labor or your asses! The lips that lie, and hunger for all things
By D. J. Reddall18 days ago in Poets
Take away respect There can be no trust and no Sincere devotion
Propriety permits propinquity Provided that all our drawers stay up Selecting art's harmless society We taste of, but do not drain, lust's warm cup
You will wonder how this can be the world You will believe in elaborate lies with perfect sincerity Your dutiful patience will be a fat vein for hungry teeth
By D. J. Reddall20 days ago in Poets
