Poetry Blogs (2019, jealousy)
M.C. Newberry on WEEKLY WALKABOUTSVERSE, E.G., 14 OF 230: NIGHT OR DAY?! (8 hours ago)
And yet here we are
So very fucking different
We shared so very much
And yet so very little
A coconut cake girl
To my burnt gingerbread
An exotic orange
To my plain apple
A wanted girl
To my nuisance
A beautiful girl
To my awkwardness
Of aunts and teachers and co...
Monday 6th January 2020 5:09 pm
Past has always chased Future's Present;
for Past envies its favored presence.
Mockery laced with lust
as injections plump busts.
Yet, Children of the Sun
will remain to be shunned.
Hot remains split like us
till we reach Exodus!
Hollowed we lie down deep;
your ass best wake from sleep!
Past was shiny, now played out.
Present is dying and s...
Sunday 19th May 2019 9:01 pm
I am going to do something completely out of spite
i know it's bad it makes me sad it's definetley not right
It's something inside me that takes over when i'm jealous
this certian urge causes me to become rebellious
I will regret this in the future and i will be sorry
as for now i'l do it proud and not have to worry
I apologise in advanced for this
You'll find out some day...
Saturday 17th February 2018 6:08 pm
So I feel like I've uncovered my own rendition of a super hero power
When I meet a man I can estimate his dick size within an hour
So this may seem a little seedy, a bit sleezy, but when a man overcompensates with money why does he think it will impress me
One guy on a night out handed me his credit card and told me to drink as much as I dare at his expense
I politely declined ...
Friday 25th August 2017 2:01 am
Unhealthy thoughts they form and sworm inside my head, they all are of you and the things you never did or said, guided by jealousy, the short leash tightens on me, I'm wanting it to rip off my head, in bed at night alone, staring at my blank cell phone, the thought what you could be doing fills me with dread, they say trust is a must, I never understood all that fuss, oh I wish these thoughts wou...
Thursday 19th January 2017 12:07 pm
And in her arms a baby
bright as a daffodil.
Rays of light
from this child.
He remembers a game -
“do you like butter?”
and thinks he sees
a golden glow reflected
on his young wife’s throat…
the baby has
a smile that gleams
audacious as the sun!
as a full breast is nuzzled
Saturday 28th March 2015 3:01 pm
Thor (He's A Jolly Good Fellow)
Another bloody immigrant
has just moved in next door -
he’s North East European
and goes by the name of Thor.
So as good old Mister Farage says
“There ought to be a law
that stops them coming here
cause we can’t take any more”.
He’s got long blonde tussled hair
and a chiselled square jaw
and he’s taking British jobs
at the local Ikea store -
Wednesday 23rd July 2014 11:00 pm
Stop standing on my shadow
Why are you trying to hijack my dreams?
Do you want to be like me?
Do you want to stop me from being myself?
You say you want to inspire me
I feel you conspire against me
Two lovers of creativity
Your opinion of you, far exceeds
That of me.
Edging further forward
Trying to establish yourself
As the master of our trade
Friday 11th July 2014 8:30 pm
You, the non-aligned. Celebrate for its own sake, complement the creative, rough the smooth out of the level question of hate, vitalizing the style of hard-line writing leverage, spurning the potential agendas of a system whose vital interests supress a stronger passion ~ go join, if you must, be the instrument of forced craft, it has a definitive strength that soon runs out of legs, yet b...
Monday 9th June 2014 10:18 pm
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