Submissions by MGC (Gerard)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Money In A Shoebox
Poems in a book
Feces scuttled underfoot
The mouse eats the cheese
Feces scuttled underfoot
The mouse eats the cheese
35 reads
1 Comment
Wide-eyed Of Blind
Splitters in the eye
Apart in thought: There's some thing -
Something in between...
Apart in thought: There's some thing -
Something in between...
39 reads
2 Comments
I can point; but can you see?
The individual as become nonessential;
Much to the chagrin of the masses...
Much to the chagrin of the masses...
48 reads
2 Comments
Uneven Blue
I'm an artist
(I paint lies)
And tonight you belong to truth
No body just unhinged eyes
(I paint lies)
And tonight you belong to truth
No body just unhinged eyes
38 reads
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Well? Maybe? Possibly?
First I looked, and I saw...
Then I considered, and I believed...
Then I considered, and I believed...
33 reads
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Spokesman
The man with the Big mouth spoke, "he said nothing"...
The crowd cheered, I stood in awe.
The crowd cheered, I stood in awe.
41 reads
3 Comments
July 20, 2014 - ANXIETY
July 20, 2014 - ANXIETY
PARADING THOUGH THE NEIGHBORHOODS OF MIND:
The Panic. The worry. I’m sweating. I’m dizzy.
Pounding heart. Upset stomach. Shortness of breath.
I’m overwhelmed.
The floor feels like it’s moving.
There’s no reason for this tingling.
Hands, feet, legs, arms, head, mouth, chest and groin.
Am I going crazy? I need to find the nearest exist.
“Stuck”, trapped in my mind. On the edge of a nervous breakdown.
PARADING THOUGH THE NEIGHBORHOODS OF MIND:
The Panic. The worry. I’m sweating. I’m dizzy.
Pounding heart. Upset stomach. Shortness of breath.
I’m overwhelmed.
The floor feels like it’s moving.
There’s no reason for this tingling.
Hands, feet, legs, arms, head, mouth, chest and groin.
Am I going crazy? I need to find the nearest exist.
“Stuck”, trapped in my mind. On the edge of a nervous breakdown.
45 reads
1 Comment
The Reality Of Dawn
A mouthful of morning-
Warmth,
Bygone days.
Shining-
With
Brilliance
And grace
And shade.
Warmth,
Bygone days.
Shining-
With
Brilliance
And grace
And shade.
42 reads
1 Comment
Maschera
Blanket convocations
Clouded by stormy gray
Lay bare, uncover
Her shriveled flea-bitten face.
... Panic circles like wasted time
Delirious and bare her skin is overlay.
Clouded by stormy gray
Lay bare, uncover
Her shriveled flea-bitten face.
... Panic circles like wasted time
Delirious and bare her skin is overlay.
38 reads
1 Comment
Sheepishly Wolfish Grin
As is the world broad,
I am flattened by the view of Rome.
I am flattened by the view of Rome.
34 reads
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Grin... (When In Doubt)
The sun rises with peering effort,
pulling the curtain aside and shouldering beyond self.
pulling the curtain aside and shouldering beyond self.
45 reads
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It's Alive!
Before in utero,
I played dead.
I played dead.
42 reads
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DU Poetry : Submissions by MGC (Gerard)