fable (Remove filter)
Trump
Oh, supreme maestro of chaos well devised
Thou who dost turn falsehoods into legacy prized
Thy hair, the clouds of a kitsch tempest wild
Thy suit, a shield 'gainst truths that are reviled
"Make America great again!" thou dost proclaim
Whilst selling dreams wrought with horror and shame
Thy walls are verses in blind poetry penned
That part and divide, yet intrigue to no end
Thou, who sp...
Thursday 13th March 2025 4:19 am

Recent Comments
John Coopey on YOU'RE THE TORIES IN DISGUISE
13 minutes ago
Greg Freeman on Farewell, Sir Bobby
2 hours ago
Greg Freeman on A Morpeth Christmas
2 hours ago
Greg Freeman on YOU'RE THE TORIES IN DISGUISE
7 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on YOU'RE THE TORIES IN DISGUISE
7 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Haiku for 2026 [no. 1. Neujahrskonzert]
9 hours ago
Jon on Imaginary imaginings
11 hours ago
Graham Sherwood on Whisper from Ukraine
13 hours ago
John Coopey on "I COME FROM THE BACK OF BEYOND"
13 hours ago
Greg Freeman on Saltmarsh, Alnmouth
13 hours ago