Poetry Blogs (Lennon)
elPintor on Jackals and Worms (edited re-post) (1 hour ago)
A quiet boy -
he painted rainbows,
got lost in the words
of ancient poets,
spoke with respect,
offered up his seat
and his place in the world
to the unfortunates.
he spoke in words
of love and peace
when the world was cruel,
Tuesday 1st May 2018 12:25 pm
The lonely years spent on his own,
his romantically barren existence.
The humdrum job, the pittance pay,
he never shows resistance.
Every week he clings to hope,
by the TV screen he’s praying.
Fourteen million to one, a so slim chance,
yet he thinks this is mine for the taking.
The machine it turns, the numbers drop,
he can’t believe what he’s seeing,
six in a row, the pr...
Tuesday 25th September 2012 1:31 pm