the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother's poetry blog.

Day: December 11, 2008

sometimes i find the most poetic things are not poems at all but rather something much simpler which lacks meter and lacks rhyme due to its sheer simplicity and then i realize its probably been done… perhaps even overdone

poetry

alas

December 11, 2008 Roger Mugs Leave a comment

Sick

poetry

Smells frostbitten.
Tastes like something
worse, but
I’ll bite.

I’ll probably be sick again.
A small price
to pay, though
for a good,
home-cooked
meal.

Right?

December 11, 2008 Jay W. Ess Leave a comment

Widgets

seek to find

Search for:

Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use.
To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy

Subscribe Subscribed
- the sieve and the sand
- Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.