Life inside the idiot box

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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

New additions

Specially requested Poems I wrote this for halloween The night of the living wed A couple have wed they have their Life story ahead. They fly to the med with nothing to Dread and have some champagne that flows to their head. They do care for the stories they hear, of the dead that pass when the full... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The idiot box

I wish there was a knob on the TV so you could turn up the intelligence. They got one marked "brightness" but it don't work, does it? ~Leo Anthony Gallagher Pandora's Idiot Box Our dull minds are easy to find we are now on Pandora's time. We watch soaps that capture dopes with hapless hopes who... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Where I go to escape

Meadow The grass is green as envy. Misery ceases to exist. Beauty isn't history. The air is far from cold, The sun is pure as gold. No one here grows old. Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 20, 2010

A taster from the novel I'm writing

I started writing a novel, this plot line is surreal, and wild. it's about a girl who's dad is Gay and owns a clothing company which manufactures clothes for drag queens and tranny's. She has Barrister Mother and her Step Dad's a retired Stockbroker. A room with filled intriguing Artefacts, These... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 16, 2010


I wrote this when I couldn't sleep, I overslept and was late for work. The Valley Of The Kings There is land where Everyone sings, It is known as the Valley Of Kings. Each night it has a Soulful rejoice, Everyone chooses That rightful choice. The unconscious slip away with their subconscious. The... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

My first and worst poem

The first and possibly the worst poem I'd had ever written. Perspex Coffer The air is bitter and stifling The crowds are still trifling. I am here in my humble abode, No one can hear my notes, Even though they are bold, My cries are abundant, My laugh is made redundant. All I hear are hollow voices,... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Time tussle Don’t wrestle with age.On life’s stage. Before your first sneer, It will your take ear, You know that Mike Tyson’s near. The needles will stop the fading looks, It won’t protect your from time’s left hook Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Nana’s Pad Nana, you are no longer in vogue, you left us along time ago. You lease expired here, but I know it hasn’t up there. The life you had is in your Brand new pad. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Dry Spell Summer’s almost past. Autumn’s approaching fasts Winter overcasts. Just like the seasons our relationship Lasts. Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Dancing with the borderline

By the time I finish this rhyme, I’d seen the brights Of city lights. Taken flights to significant sights. Discovered highs from strangers Lives. I'd broken ties and made lovers cry By now you eyes have seen my lies. Sign in to see full entry.

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