My name is Po I live in a small town in Norfolk, England, called Reepham. I have been writing poetry for around thirty years. My poems are very varied in content, ranging from my own personal life experiences to the esoteric and occult (Actually several of these poems also are from my own experiences). With a smattering of humour, bawdy and dark at times. I don't take myself to seriously... It is probably best if you don't either ;) Hopefully you will find my poetry crafts graphics in your mind and stirrings within your soul. You will find out more about me in my musings, and though my comments to the great and good here at WOL Please feel free to contact me either here, or at: firstname.lastname@example.org
Finding new complexity in hand writing dexterity Searching for lost artistry in the guise of poetry At times the images so surreal, in my mind a cotton reel Unravels till a tangled thread weaves a web around my bed Then ‘Itsy Bitsy’ comes to call. Arachnophobia cause me to fall Awaking with a nasty bump, in my throat a ticking lump. As I yawn, a black widow falls and bites my naked toe. Then scampers off somewhere to hide… No antidote to be applied What will now become of me, and my newly found complexity? At the proverbial ‘curling up of toes’, ‘Itsy Bitsy’ runs up my nose, and proceeds to weave a silver thread, that leads me back into my bed A cobweb covered woven duvet, now shrouds a corpse when once I lay Po
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The Age Of Gold (15/12/2018)
'The non believer ' (14/12/2018)
WYSIWYG QUIZ (13/12/2018)
R and R (11/12/2018)
Heart broken (10/12/2018)
The Image-Nation (09/12/2018)
THE GOON SHOW (08/12/2018)
Soap on a rope (08/12/2018)
Moon beams (07/12/2018)
The BLACK Horizon (06/12/2018)
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