LoVe PoeTrY

Write A Poem Today - even if it doesn't makes sense to anyone else or have a Perfect Rhyme.
-XoK

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

mOm & dAd



fLOriDA SuN
&
BAcK YarD BAnANa TReES
PALm-tReE WoOD WiTh aMEThYsT DeLiGHtS
BuTtERfLY, BuTTerFLy
coMe & REsT UpON mY SHouLdeR
tAKe Me BaCK tO ThE SimPLeR DaYS
BaRE FeEt, dAnCiNg SkiRTs, wHiSPeRiNG DReAMs
A gAMe Of CANdYLaND
&
a BUtTerFLy nET
A SuNnY SPoT On a SUnNY DaY
&
MoM & DaD TOGeTHer
LoUNGiNG On THiER SHAdE Of gReEN MAtCHing sET
A pAinTERLy fLOraL SetS tHE SCeNe
rEmEMbERinG
MoM
&
DaD.

K.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Friday, February 22, 2008

cLuB GLoW gOGo



SAraH, SArAh
ThE COnstANt acTReSs
ShE pARtiES TiL ThE EArLY MoRN
thE MOrE, THe meRRiER
iT's onLY 3 a.M.-!
WEariNG Her RObeRTo CAVaLLi paRTY DReSs
stEPpiN OUtSiDE FRoM Le CLuB GLoW gOGo
DRApED iN HeR BLEu FAuX fUR CoAt
TO TaKe A SiP Of hER COsMO
&
siMpLY HAnging oUt
tWO iS COmPAnY
TO
TO MAkE A staTeMENt
SHe cALLs oUt
ANYoNe, anYONe...
hAvE ThE kEYs tO My KArMA
Oh jOY,
I,I LoST mY chARTreUsE SKiNnY HeEL MAnOLo BLahNIk
WHat Is A giRL To Do aT THiS HOuR
AnYWaY, SHaLL We daNCe-?

K.

Monday, February 18, 2008

mOd giRL...

PoPpiEs taLK
BLacK
&
WHiTe
deCO PRiNts caSCaDinG
DOwN
D
O
w
N
THe wALL
FEeL ThE PEAcE
thE iNnER PEaCe
a REd bADgE Of coUrAGe
tALkS PoPpY TALk
a cRoSs neCKLacE SHoWY TURqUOiSE
DRoPS
&
POpS
POpS iN On mOD GiRL
WEAriNG ThE FLoPPy hAT
ROuGe pAnTS
&
A POuTY LiP
WiTh chEAp reTRo LiPSTiCK Of ReD
adMiRinG THiNGS PAsteD
PoPpY TaLK
THat hAD BeEn sAiD.

K.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

tHE FiSh siNGS



ThE FiSH SiNGs a THOUsaND HeARtS
A mermAiD MaKes tHe SEa GLoW
UPoN An oRcHid rOCK

K.

Monday, February 4, 2008

anTiQUe FLOweRS



A turQU0iSe vASe PLAcED
On tHe TABLe tOP
ANtiQUE FLOwerS
Of rouGE
FORgotTEn
forGOTtEN
MAkiNG THEiR OWn maSTErPiEcE
aloNG SiDE SiTS ThE LEOpARD CHAir
Of woRN OUt fAbRiC
&
ADornED WiTH TAsSELs
&
VErt TRiM
aN iMPrinT sHowS
A siLHOUetTE
Of THe ViSiTER
NoW gOnE
&
FORgoTtEN
FORgOtTen
ANTIquE FLoweRS
ONcE GiVen
bY GAuguiN
As a WELcoMinG GiFT.

K.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

hiGH SOuLS



THeRe wAS Not A SOUnD
ThE CLouD HAd PasSeD
THe WORLd LAy stiLL
iN THe soFT QuOdDy LighT
THeRE
THerE, thERe iT iS -
iN ThE GReAT oCEaN Of TRUth
tHE LuBEc bREezE
ArRiVEs evERyDaY
STRAigHT On
&
uP
HiGH SOuLS
CLiMb
tHe HigH TiDE
SOMe
sOme
LOW sOuLS
GRasP THe LoW TiDE
EVerYdAy
EVerYDaY
iN THe SOft QUoDDy LiGHt
eVerYDAy We CHoOse-!

K.
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-XoK.

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-XoK.
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