“Bubbles,” by Marcus Adkins two pulsing orbs cloaked against cold in a rose-colored morning cartwheeling gulls laugh humping in the sky with the thrill of sin bright scarlet testaments in glittered shards of bliss R.E.M. springs with hope, “let my machine talk to me”* let [your] machine talk to [you] let our machines make music…
Category: poetry
POPO 2021 Day 33 (finis!)
Today’s offering concludes this year’s Poetry Postcard Festival 2021. I hope you have enjoyed the series. At the bottom of this post is an image of the cards I received from others as part of the festival. I won’t include the poems as I don’t have any permissions to do that, but please know that…
POPO 2021 Day 32
It’s clear thatbejeweledthoughts rule here.Bow Wow them.
POPO 2021 Day 31 (there will be 2 bonus cards in November to finish the series)
Me? I’m God. To you, I’m a pretty dumb bunny.
TSM 184 — Let your light so shine
Let your light so shine, a beacon for drained and withered, dying souls. Revive spring to their winter season. Salve the madness back to reason Restore jagged fragments into wholes Let your light so shine, a beacon Neutralize foul acts of treason Bright care cauterize weeping holes Revive spring to their winter season Scalpel out…
POPO 2021 Day 30
When I hear your bee ess, My bee like, “W.T.F.?”
POPO 2021 Day 29
I’m blue-boxed,bubbled inself-absorbedterminals.
Tao-Talk 