By Stanley Collymore In a world of rampant disingenuous… narcissism overtly and preponderan… itself and deceitfully masqueradin… process as honesty and truth, and
Crops like hedgehogs, high-crown’d… Whispers like Jew MOSES ; Padded collars, thick cravats, And cheeks as red as roses. Faces painted pink and brown ;
MY PEN IS MY MAGIC WAND MY PAPER SPUN FROM GOLD MY MIND WEARS A MAGIC CA…
Generally the man works hard for his wife while the lady of the house cooks and cleans for her husband and small kids. The husband slaps his wife but she continues to have a bright smi...
SITTING BY THE SEASHORE THE SUN BEATS DOWN ON ME EATING LOTS OF ICECREAM
Once upon a time In a land not so far away In a time not too long from now There is a certain person And this certain person
When I go into town at half past… Great crowds of people stream acro… Hurrying, although it’s only half… They are the invisible people of t… When you go in to town about eleve…
He was my sidekick. You see, George was my partner. I was just a boy then maybe seven,
The perfect world by Adam trod, Was the first temple – built by G… His fiat laid the corner stone, And heav’d its pillars, one by one… He hung its starry roof on high -
Porcelain beauty Understated elegance Graceful and restrained But beneath, wanton desires Overwhelm her heart and mind
—Do you know the paradox and hypothesis of God and the devil? Is that both are the same... Is that if demons all created by God, all childrens and daughters of him may try to take the G...
Those strong arms of Mother Natur… That pull you into the heat of lif… Those pulsations of the hungry hea… That drive you to the threshold of… Those sublime rhythms of the spiri…
Them: Hey, how about that weather? Did you watch the game last night? Me: I always wonder whether
You vex and vitiate with enourmous… Your virile visage causes this vac… Vehemently you veered from my side… you vary with your verbiage agains… And I venture towards your venial…
Beautiful Hill o’ Balgay, With your green frees and flowers… 'Tis health for the old and young For to be walking there, To breathe the fragrant air
By Stanley Collymore I know who and what I am and like… aspired to be, and although there… in my life when unforeseen or even… circumstances have cruelly and unf…
Winnie When I went by the meadow gate The chestnut mare would trot to me… And as her coming I would wait, She’d whinney high as if to greet…
center Look me in my eyes, and you will s… Look me in my smile, and you will… Look me in my heart, and you will… But if you look beyond, what the e…
The shell of objects inwardly cons… Will stand, till some convulsive w… Such sense hath Fire to waste the… Nature, such love to hold the form… Thus, wasted joys will show their…
If only you could see the pain that echoes in my mind daily. I will never be free if I’m held hostage by my intentions to deceive. On the outside, everyone sees a smile with rosy cheeks...
As I sit back and daydream of what can come tomorrow or the next day and the day after, months later, a year later will this world still be the same, will things Change, will things get...
When I think of us, and how it us… I can’t breathe, I don’t want to… When I think of us, I can still f… nothing comes close, nothing could… When I think of us, it just doesn…
A caring soul turned me away, does… Was I just a sacrifice, for the t… I can feel what she feels, I coul… Yet what am I now to think, that… I made mistakes of that I’m sure,…
Water trickles from the dull red h… Forming a shapeless pool On the cold concrete Movement Light
Nobody can see the darkness in me, And when I go deep, I bring a flashlight to slash thro… The dark. I once used to frolic in light,
Yea, this is he, whose name is syn… Of all that’s noble, though but lo… Who took command upon a stormy mor… When few had hope. Although uncou… Homely of face and gaunt, but neve…
A PASTORAL SCENE: A roadside in Arcady SHEPHERD. Good sir, have you seen pass this… A mischief straight from market-da…
Sometimes there’s just nothing to… And other times, there’s more than… But in the wake of Jimmy Buffett’… I’m going to try creating new stuf… If I were a big rock star
Poet,– you are not understood by p… Your eyes do not shine lighthearte… Your eyes are raised to the heaven… Turquoise Eternity is with you. Unlike the counterfeits, you are d…
Heat emanates from the soul the heart beats a million times a… Butterflies slam against my stomac… If you feel what I feel LOVE just came knocking at your…