cask roams redly, fiend
moaning, blindly, sorcerers
reverberate, blue
by whackness
humble hermit sinks
fearfully, numbly, sun gropes
barbaric willows
by w00t!
Did I miss something?
Feel an event passed me by
Need to use fast film
by William
grouchy forgotten
weak rhinoceri blush, frail
drab misshapen bat
by 99.148.156.236
bragging lamely, priests
vanish vanish
mustangs flying black
by 99.148.156.236
oafs luxuriate
shuddering wishing, ringing
chambermaid raining
by 99.148.156.236
infernos explode
merrily, lewdly, flailing
glittering drops yearn
by 99.148.156.23
oaks fight, spiders flow
frigidly, fluttering stream
blurs, deception grieves
by 99.148.156.236
empty demoness
mystifies, finger gusting
exalting fish wait
by 99.148.156.236
watermelons smash
helplessly, image praying
excreting, madly
by 99.148.156.236
neatly dismal lame
alligators pleading gold
heart bragging acorns
by 99.148.156.236
hugely snapping goat
rasping ancient shadows dream
screaming orphans hide
by 99.148.156.236
Springtime upon us
Lovely flowers blooming in
The pretty sunday.
by 99.148.156.236
My precious sunshine.
Oh how I long for your voice
over the rainbow
by yaymeeee
Droplets of water
Condensing perspiration
Running down her back
by William
Droplets of water
Condensing perspiration Running down her back
.
by William
gratefully depraved
hazy fools waddle, giddy
startled humid chasm
by 99.148.156.236
elm drips, chambermaid
braying glumly, reflection
awaits, deep apples
by 99.148.156.236
butterfly in flight
colorful roses in bloom
oranges and lemons
by m
raked out gray pebbles
rocks placed on islands of moss
misty sea of thought
by m
your smile like floodlight
too soon to say \'i love you\'?
it is. i won\'t say.
by vince
Form and symmetry
Beauty within a petal
Nature\'s perfection
by it not liking perfection
Form and symmetry
Beauty within a petal
Nature
by try again
Form and symmetry
Beauty within a petal
Nature
by William
once upon a time
stupidly, fortunately
our souls fused as one
by Anonymous Poet
the wandering eye goes
wherever the moon runs to and
nevers falls from Earth
by sonny badwind of Earth
bashomatique claims
the preceding gem of joy
he forgot to sign
by bashomatique
fierce craving for love
materialistic? nay
spiritualistic!
by Anonymous Poet
rice crinkles with milk
the way to wholeness and health
so hi so hi so
by bashomatique
leviathan rise
monstrous savage of the sea
old one cthulhu
by m
on a sandy beach
amidst many grains of sand
single pebble lies
by m
a hungarian
piano key rhapsody
you tube afternoon
by m
happy like a frog
sitting on a lily pad
soaking up the sun
by m
many homeless people
overfilled hospitals
after the earthquake
by cherry blossoms of Liechtenstein
grow like a bonsai
withthe help of the whole world
to blossom some time again
by cherry blossoms of Liechtenstein
no luck for two weeks
read the news and see the shards
from nature\'s hand
by cherry blossoms of Liechtenstein
Island of freedom
Happiness all over, there
Just as in heaven
by Across of Liechtenstein
Yes! Again again!
Please more trolling pretty please
Happiness is now.
by gak of 74-82-68-160.rdns.blackberry.net
Oh this one is rich
It's sent from a blackberry
Fucking traceable!
by gad of 74-82-68-160.rdns.blackberry.net
I
by Seamstress of Song of Knitting Sirens
I
by Seamstress of Song of Knitting Sirens
Unsheathe my heart.
Bare witness the truth now,
My soul is pierced.
by Seamstress of Song of Knitting Sirens
Weight of agony,
Take this love away,
Bittersweet madness. . .
by Seamstress of Song of Knitting Sirens
Little fly on wall,
Watch my swatter hit you,
Now you are no more.
by Seamstress of Song of Knitting Sirens
mellowly brave elf
despairs coldly, mockingly
prying horseman slumps
by Zabadooey of 99.148.156.236
immovable lip
plopping, slowly, rogue purring
hoarsely, distressed plump
by Zabadooey of 99.148.156.236
fighting for real food
suing to protect our health
the seeds are not safe
by fat warrior poet
big tongued companion
twelve years as a loyal friend
no more fireworks fear
by fat warrior poet of the woods
squirrels have no want
plenty of time for cleaning
on this fine sunday
by Anonymous Poet
coughing fit to bust
and phlegm by the Bucket full
Maybe its a cold
by William
