Poems from Arc08
Tip tap
Goes the maker of the map
His tools
Click and clack.
He’s found the world
But he hasn’t
Found himself
He thinks himself wise
But...
How do you feel?
I asked the man.
His response was slow
He answered me though,
Wise words seemed to flow
Out of his very soul
From...
Jasmine rice and everything nice
Jade, onyx
Blood diamonds
Slithering snakes,
Sun dried
Tomato paste
Take a taste
Tell a tale
Lives for...
I would like to thank
My past love
For the pain she put me through,
And the healing I was forced into
For it was the healing,
Stitching...
Red flower,
Red flower,
Do not Rise against with Roses
Reincarnate the nation
Here you’ll find no carnage
Just red carnations,
Cantations...