Tag Archive: Popcorn Poetry


Bad Company

Words are
falling,
tumbling, to
the ground
enjambments
spilling down
railways
without
a sound-
poets, are
whimpering,
writers,
simpering,
readers
wrestling
words
roughly,
regretting
this word
squall
realizing-
this poet,
has
abused
them
all.

It’s
the thoughts,
they keep streaming
like when I’m dreaming,
patterns of things to come,
glowing, jubilant
chorus of trees, singing-
mountains wailing,
thunder, in
the bed. Flying
this kite, attracting
rainbows and light-
troubles ahead,
reel them
in, these
fish, I’ve
caught, collect
them all,
with
just,
a
jot-
Then,
letting them
go,
poooof,
they melt,
just
like
snow.

Time

time, time, to
write the words,
seal the deal,
make it real-
expunge these
thoughts, drain
this head, or
shut up, and
go to bed…

Echoes

sparkle in
droplets,
tears fall,
joyful
footsteps;
paths
behind
twinkling,
yearning-
taking,
the next
step.