Lorenzo’s Oils (or Lorenzo’s Painted …When cast upon this hostile shore / I didn’t lose my faith nor curse / This nutshell opened up for me / Lorenzo’s painted universe
The Joys of Feedback ;-)I had written him a letter / which I thought would make things better / And I sent it where they said to / Through the Bugs and Feedback tab
How Do I Love ?With this in mind I’ll tell you of my love / That brings a smile in wind and driving rain / And even holds my gaze from stars above /…
Ships in the NightI guess I’d hoped we’d shared each other’s light / Or was it just a nod without embrace?
You Get That…Do you ever feel glum / Like the world’s closing in
Our StoryRED BUBBLE WRITING COLLABORATION*** / “Who are you? And where are you?”
The Human ConditionSafety reached has shattered the illusion / Like presence of the knights who are mere men
CommunicateI sit alone and contemplate / As the tiny seed in nature’s world / Becomes a stately tree / Communication is the key
What do you reckon Dad?I know I shed a tear or two / When father slipped the coil / The day he died and also when / They covered him with soil
Words of a FeatherI saw a feather fly without a bird / It spun and hovered in the morning air
Fool’s GoldBill was surprised to see the glint of reflected sunlight amongst the coarse gravel on the roadside / He dreamed of asking Cindy to marry h…
A Solution for Soxy?If you don’t eat toast for days / They say your brain will shrink
This Girl is a GemShe plumbs the depths of broken heart and weeps / From time to time her heart has whimsy leaps / Inspired by the words she shares so free /…
For YouSo hindsight shows me I’m not really served
No Internet Connection Available Please Check the…Is fissile fragile love the current fad? / Insincere and easily torn asunder
Why is it there?Imagine why it’s there or what went wrong? / Now does it symbolise a friendship lost / A weakened love’s lament, a farewell son…
The Last HopeHe looked into her shiny eyes / “till death us do part”. / When you start out with three bad years / there’s little left to cling to…
Personal ComputerDefrag between my ears to shed some light / Clean up the disk I like to call my brain
First TimeShe was a lot younger than me / I was new to this / pieces of us enmeshed / the earth moved
Spare some change: a poem by Matt DriverWhat about the widow sir? / Just spare a little change?
Let love be the gift…Seek not my bed, my love, / if it is only for one night; / but I shall give my all to you / if your love seeks to be my life.
Thoughts for AnneNow and then we’re bound to fall / But only once, on love’s first try / We start with a slate that’s bare.
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Be HappyI’m depressed / But I guess / It’s just all the stress / Clenched like a fist / And taking refuge in my chest
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A special thank you to MATT MAWSON (a member of r…A thank you to Matt Mawson for his framed artistic donation to a charatible cause: An exhibition to raise funds for the RSPCA in WA.
Vampire’s Cure“Wouldn’t trust him to teach my granny to suck emu eggs!”
THIS is what I do.(Mature)
Love Divine…A clear blue sky born of spring’s sweet rest, / A gentle breeze upon heated breast, / An act of faith when trust awakes its depths, /…
The Power of a Flower by MaTT SugdenThis poem is about the power that a flower has. It also displays that connection between flowers and human beings.
High Street Haiku – The Phonebox.We all got mobiles. / They are dead important though. / Good for pissing in.
Resurrection FernMatt could no longer remember a time when the salty air didn’t burn his eyes. As he stepped out onto the deck, a lucid teardrop trickled do…
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To My Darling MattDo you know how much you mean to me? / Through my darkest hour / You were always there. / Those brown eyes / that I can never forget …
High Street Haiku – The Train StationTrain Station Depression.
The CrownSo fear of all, but not of me, / For I am here to guide you. / And take from all, but not from me, / For I know where to find you.
Those Tabloid Headline In Full… Tues 16th N…“CHEGGAZ BEGGAZ MEGGA PREGGAZ”, “MCDOWELL TO FOUL COWELL’S TOWEL” / and more….
he spent that night in the arms of the ocean R…matty barclay
Diary of The Red Bull Air Race – Perth, Apr…Perth, Western Australia, and it’s Time for the Second Round of the Red Bull Air Race of 2010… / It has been 18 months since t…
For Matt….my heterosexual life matetime is the enemy brother / nothing is gone before it starts / and every single end has another shit beginning when you think that it will …
Sonnet 1If only words could prove to you how my / Love never dies, then I would speak a lie.
High Street Haiku – Antique ShopDusty old bollocks
The Day Nothing Worked.The day nothing worked started rather late for me. I couldn’t be sure of the exact time I awoke as my alarm clock had stopped at exactly m…
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Sonnet 2Let not the waves of fate to crash upon / My flame, for you and I will crash along.
High Street Haiku – The Cyclist.Saving the planet / You look like a right dickhead / ’Spose someone has to
High Street Haiku – The Postmanyeah. postmen.
Sonnet 3As long as not to halt the Sun to set, / Then spare me not, for I have no regret.
Matt Davis TrailMatt Davis Trail / Intersecting Bootjack trail perpendicularly at Bootjack campground, Matt Davis Trail is one of the more popular trails o…
High Street Haiku – Clock-towerScowling down from high / A municipal time-piece / You’re ten minutes slow
High Street Haiku – RoadkillPainting the town red? / What a shame that you are not / Re-cy-cle-a-ble
High Street Haiku – Bagpiping Buskeryeah
High Street Haiku – SubwayBig Sign Says “Subway” / Not the useful one you ride / Odd smelling baguettes.
High Street Haiku – The Bin.Yeah.
High Street Haiku – Kebabs Open LateMiscellaneous meat / Grimy floor tiles, stained ceiling / Smells like cheap dog food
Your Definitive Guide To Pets(Mature)
I Am The Official New Face the Milk Marketing Boa…(Mature)
High Street Haiku – Sainsbury’s LocalThe Sainsbury’s Local / Is not what it says it is / It is miles away
Beating Hearts Like Bass-DropsI watch the moving picture. / The smoke rolled effortlessly from the end of the blunt. / Suddenly, I could see myself and everyone I’…
High Street Haiku – Parking(Mature)
Poem: For Matt.They trickle down my arms / my stomach my legs my feet / and they are entwined again, / disorganized,
MattMatt / My man / I love him / I’m warm & safe / Matt / Copyright © 2008 Angela Arnold
fear me dear for I am death