see that hole
a no thing
a darkness spot
the one you can’t catch
the dipping shadow
skimming over yellow sails
spreading purple salt
it evades your finger
a spirit
trickster
lazer beam
you are a puppy
bouncing
tapping
sniffing whining
wishes are grabbing
it’s the one
the one that disappears
the min min
the eye dancer
frightening you making you tense in bed even on crisp sheets
even in summer
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it is all just bullshit anyway.....
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Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
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Scripting the desires that are soul deep
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Silver Poetry 
Always fascinated by how you mix text and drawings together…enjoyed this one.
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Thanks charles xx
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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thankyou kind sir, most appreciated xx
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It’s been a while since I read or wrote poetry. This is refreshing. Thank you. It captures my imagination…taking my mind in all sorts of directions and imagining many different things.
Good work. Thank you Silver Poet
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ThankYOU for reading it, Red x
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Lovely rhythm and images. I too so much enjoy the poetry along with the paintings. You are so talented!
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Oh thank you Deborah xxx
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