everything poems (Remove filter)
RISE N' SHINE
RISE N' SHINE
interior
fractured
exterior
manufactured
scrambled
fried
toasted
diced
ground
down
no stalk
found
bleached
drained
lost in
maze
fissures
and splits
served
with grit
hard
egg
borrowed
begged
great
fall
hit the
wall
shell
broke
uncloaked
whole grain
golden yolk
pieces
and bits
made an
omelette
those
dawns
long...long
gone
rise
n' shine
time
...
Saturday 13th April 2019 2:56 pm
Recent Comments
Sarah pritchard on Write Out Loud looks back … at the early days of lockdown. How did poets cope?
8 minutes ago
Julian Jordon on Write Out Loud looks back … at the early days of lockdown. How did poets cope?
2 hours ago
Larisa Rzhepishevska on The Day Of Liberation
3 hours ago
julie callaghan on The World We Live In
4 hours ago
Russell Jacklin on Around the Law in 80 Days
9 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Around the Law in 80 Days
11 hours ago
Luke on Dion
21 hours ago
Wordseffectbrew on Lakewalk
21 hours ago
R A Porter on The Coniston 14
22 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Human Race (Shut your face) 👥👥
1 day ago