2011/04/27 in poems
morn and sun shine
by Tanner Brockwell
morn and sun shine
rise oh early riser
later sleeper delayer
up and at em at it
pour a cup ahhh brew
that aroma fills up
take a task a spoon
sift sweet stirred
steamed curls arose
lifting drifting way
across the smooth dark
round rim cup and then
sip it deep after the steep
after so sweet just yeah
got up for this got
to feel the morning
and rising shine
Popularity: 27% [?]
2011/04/22 in poems
lo for stated thoughts
by Tanner Brockwell
lo for stated thoughts
obsequious original or felled
the quick bound limbs
after sawtooth sashayed
rising her lines against
now for lower go lowering sky
the door left ajar for scratching
impatient paws hustle m-ow
outside on the margins
of the urban scrawled
a to be noble king
is demoted like that
Popularity: 28% [?]
2011/04/15 in poems
wrap me
by Tanner Brockwell
wrap me
in the phosphor
of your intent
like bonds or bounds
of gifts or lent
encapsulated
consumed
cast a ways
on this ship of fools
forlorn for lore
foregone
flashing frenzy
half moon half there
hung over high
the dark of night
is dark of sky
of why of where
of when to see
it turns away
it floats on high
the reflected mirror
of time and ages
as the dusted
grey bleached powder
sifted since centuries
flicking flash fast
as thoughts as dreams
as the lucid recollection
that stepping forward
or back is the same direction
Popularity: 29% [?]
2011/04/12 in poems
tighten up or loosen
by Tanner Brockwell
tighten up or loosen
as collars crisp with starch
move in the motion
the rhythm and trance
oh for a night of movement
moving as moving dance
and take my hand
put it on your hip
there in bounce
bump swivel and swing
the night is dancing
and the lights sing
a symphony of hue
ever changing ever moving
the far star field
fickering into view
receding transformed
the phantasm of melodies
feet feel energies
in the floor we would say
in the wood laid low
dark with stains
pounded smooth
a hundred or thousand soles
moved in patterns
the inspired fluididity
sacred profundity
awash with textures
that pulse and time
upon the very mind
Popularity: 26% [?]
2011/04/08 in poems
to why the lowering
by Tanner Brockwell
to why the lowering
over flowering
upside and in
the scent of aged leather
brushed with quill
dipped in a golden hue
the warmth of summertime
honeycomb with each kiss
bound ridges
brass worked catch
spun and once and once
undone unkempt
unknowing and yet known
there upon the page
in marks from long ago
the fantastical and the same
the mystery of a name
or note or need
lost among the pages
loose notes
the annotations impulse
never collected
strewn as seeds to sow
growing in that so slow
maturation of an ideal
Popularity: 20% [?]
2011/04/04 in poems
morning rising
by Tanner Brockwell
morning rising
gray clouds soft in sky
morning rising
after the night
swirled upon the down
strokes of fire and flash
crash miles and miles
away and up and walking
as chilled drops fell
pattering off stretched umbrella
gripped tightly for the wind
gusted lightly
bustling to the covered tent
friendly with the sound
of sizzling food
cooked and prepared
fill you up
home style
night falls murkily
not a night for walking
not a night for talking
but a night not unlike another
Popularity: 16% [?]
2011/03/22 in poems
there was snow
by Tanner Brockwell
there was snow
that there would be snow
was on the lips
wishes murmured wishes a cast into
the coming wind sharp with setting sun
dust and dried leaves whirling
swept into the cover of winding
roads the whip back
spiral weld and held
rotating in the westerly winds
and lit the three orthogonal or polyhedral
or spheres in a white hot point of light
exploding into the second dimension
length and breadth or weave and bob
for a millennia and more makes
one and two into three and four
moving forward moving away
past the red shift past cold embers
of dying stars cast upon snowy wastes
Popularity: 16% [?]
2011/03/05 in poems
inside
by Tanner Brockwell
inside
centered
the smooth over flow of totality
perspective
of a round aspen
rod held to the eye
sighting along
it is straight
and true through and through
bargains for ounces
or pounds that rain fell in
no uncertain strife
washing away
washed after the party
matter discarded
for real and ethereal
the guardians fly over sky
not for once or twice
but over and over again
Popularity: 16% [?]
2011/02/26 in poems
overdrive and harsh the sonic comedy
by Tanner Brockwell
overdrive and harsh the sonic comedy
works into the sinew wanting
the pulse to thudding in the head
out the soles clamping against tiles
swimmingly and sudden down
amongst the eight
squeezed for root cheeky
water of life watered
across the rocks
you hear between the notes
quieting tip toe between
and up again steps
climbing the wind
no space for reverie
impressed throngs
joined or separately joined
Popularity: 15% [?]
Please create an account to get started.
