Imagery Poem

Father Time Planted this Garden Back in the Day, or So They Say

 

Windows warped and doorknob rusted,

World once sealed off and kept dusted,

Now ivy creeps to conceal glass,

Towering over jungle grass.

Rainwater beads upon the ground,

From gutters echoing the sound,

Of robins nested in the eaves,

Dining on worms from apple trees.

Oh, Apple trees full bloom in garden,

Forbidden fruit once of Eden,

Now fountains of sweet drink nectar,

Bees discover dance director.

Eden, though lost through centuries,

Manifests in our memories,

Reach up to pluck fruit from the tree,

For in the breakdown there’s beauty.

Favorite poem from book

"The Road Not Taken" by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Twinkle Rewrite

Shiny, frosty, tiny light,
As I ponder through the night,
Too far up for man to take,
In the air; burning snowflake,
Fresh cut crystal in my sight,
Yearn to touch you if I might.

So Much Depends Upon

Tiffany

So much depends
Upon,

A fountain's
Water

Composing
Music

To set the mood
For love.

Maryland State Archives."The Victorian Fountain at Government House." 27 August 2007. picture. 

Maryland Government House. 14 April 2009.

http://www.msa.md.gov/msa/stagser/s1259/141/278/html/fountain.html. 

Riddle Poem

Arms stretching, hands high,
Toes digging in the earth.
A welcomed hat for passerby,
Grand from such small birth.

Answer

Terwilliger, John. "Vivid Up Maple Tree." 28 October 2005. Photograph. The Braindead Aesthetic. 6 March 2009. http://wwww.braindeadaesthetic.com/Graphics/shows/NIPclinic/
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Found Poem

Toxic King Inpatient's Anti-Nation

Perfect Blooming idiopathic Brain Break
Infective law marketed Toxic government enema
New unique Drug relapse style.
National symptoms
Toxic formula
Opinion Constipation
Toxic Cycle: Chronic abstract Blood Cancer
Quick depth substitution
Long results.
Longer depression?
Toxic Brain Transplant patients
Think Relief
Gain independent time

Lease Brain matter

Two Tone Poem

Look at a night's sky
You will see I am deep blue-
Peaceful and serene
Like an ocean full of waves-
Slowly rising and falling
Rocking life's boat-
Every twenty four hours carefree
About where the current takes me-
Yet my twinkling yellow lights shine
As my stars grow alive and energetic-
Bitter and sweet with the crescent moon
Rocking on the sky's blue sea-
My yellow sun rises inspired and falls optimistic,
Lighthearted about the sour taste of life's lemons-
Yet content as it rows on spreading its warm light.