I wonder what annoyed me to write that?
things you notice when you stop and look for a minute
probably read Dune too many times. Frank Herbert was the man
Another Musing poem on a misty night.
poem for the missus, she hated it, she wanted a Jasmin..
fun one for my niece when she was about 4 years old
sometimes all you can do is be there.
One my teacher actually liked. He was hard to please.
from when we studied gallipoli in school, ww1
I love this one, no one else does! but life can be... messy
had some good bits, but i was never happy with this one
what I thought about getting old when I was young.
first poem, teacher called it a heavy metal vision of hell
shit I thought about over 2 min noodles at lunch once
wrote for a mate so he could score one christmas.
the consoling and crushing power of memories.
