5 Comments

1. 

   3leggedcat

   May 9, 2006 at 2:00 pm ·

   Do you do requests? The world is lacking in poems about cheese!

2. 

   Travis

   May 9, 2006 at 2:59 pm ·

   Sure, I would be happy too! Here it is.

3. 

   Dizzyfatplonka

   June 14, 2006 at 11:22 am ·

   Oh moonlight bard
   Oh poet of nature
   Heal this world
   With what God gave you

4. 

   airtravel

   September 30, 2006 at 3:24 am ·

   airtravel airtravel

5. 

   Derrick Engoy

   February 13, 2008 at 11:09 pm ·

   Norman’s Haiku (December 13)

   Rain blinds Marion,
   while the moon screams its intense
   light on her forehead.

   Dripping water starts
   caressing the girl’s spine, trailed
   by blood. Mother runs.

   Whispering voice tells
   me to wipe the evidence
   from its existence.

   And I scrape the mud
   from the soles of my shoes as
   the car disappears.