Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“It’s Porvoo style – whoomph whoomph, whoomph, whoomph – Porvoo style!”
Graffiti Porvoo Style
I’m spraying my graffiti
Where ever it fits me
On the walls of suburbia
Bringing a sense of hysteria
There is no mystery
Of who I am
Just read my life’s history
Come and catch me if you can
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“This is not the rhyming song!”
Upside Down or Opposite Day
Chocolate as a dietary measure
Which can be the ultimate pleasure
To get the same effect
From this heavenly confect
You would by eating a carrot
Oh don’t listen to the parrot!
At least double the amount
No no you don’t have to count
Per each pleasurable bite
When enjoying this healthiest of delights
Chocolate is the answer
Never mind what the question was!
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“Life, Love, Liberty”
Freedom
Freedom is to be who you are without being ashamed
Freedom is to love someone without being blamed
Freedom is to walk home in the dark without being raped
Freedom is to say your thoughts out loud without being hated
Freedom is to choose whether you turn left or right
Freedom is to surrender without a fight
Freedom is,
To be who you are
Where you are
When you are
Let no one
Tell you differently
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“I need camouflage
that works in such a way
that when I wear it,
you disappear.”
Jarod Kintz
Camouflage
I need a good disguise
I really need to hide
From the prying eyes
So very hard I tried
To fit in the system
Trying each position
But now the resistance
Almost my mission
Is to get away
To disappear
I know it’s a cliche
I am facing
The final frontier
My heart racing
I am finally fading
My shell visible
Slowly trading
Becoming invisible
My camouflage
Now complete
Posted in Throwback Thursday: Treasures from the archives
“A poem a day,
keeps the head doctor at bay”
Gun Roswell
Poem a Day for Throwback Thursday, Part One
This weeks TBT is dedicated to poetry:
Enjoy these gems from the archives!
Farewell
Graffiti Porvoo Style
Camouflage
Beloved
Upside Down or Opposite Day
Freedom
Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
Viewing,
The ancient ruins
From the top, of the mountain
The views,
Sometimes haunting
But never daunting
Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
On the top of the roof
Acting quite aloof
Searching for some proof
Of existence beyond the marble
As the people’s stare will never stop
At the tall white statues marvel
On the building, atop
Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
Fully glass plated houses
All the way up to the very top
This is no place for louses
Nothing hidden, nothing secret
But soon enough, some regrets
As the gazes will never stop
Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
Climb the steps
All the way to the top
They may take out your breath
But there is no feeling better
Than that of the atop
Posted in the Daily Post: Atop
“Climbing to the top demands strength,
whether it is to the top of Mount Everest
or to the top of your career”
A. P. J. Abdul Kalam
Atop of the World, Mom!
“Top of the world Ma!
Soon enough anyway!
At least, before I get to say
‘ha-ha’!”
As I shouted out loud, the lift started to sway
Hauling me and my derrière, high up on its way
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