Rochelle Foles

Mar 2019

Perry

Can the entire ocean
all be swallowed by my eyes.
If I make it to the moon,
will I then feel left behind.
Is there an end to the world,
that is decided by time.
Will I see beauty so great,
that I truly must go blind.
At the end of the last road,
will at least all colors rhyme.
I fear the war will not stop,
these enemies in my mind.

Mar 2019

r

The forest of many seasons

At night, time passes by
like shadows that were not there
the morning before when I
opened my eyes as the sun rose
from dreams that left behind
their hind tracks to show where
I have been lingering in the forest
of many seasons, something to go by
while the hunter quietly closes in.

Rochelle Foles Mar 2019

where’d you put the dust bin?

where'd u put the dust bin?

numb
as
a frost bitten toe

shocked
as an unsuspected death

disbelieving
as
an accosted atheist

astounded
as Columbus
upon finding the world's horizon
other than he believed it to be.

reality

crashing
in

p. I
      e
             c

e
       s

with nary
a

whisk
broom
in site.

#brokenhearted #loveismessy #sweepingupthepieces #breakup

Mar 2019

Logan Robertson

Trump's Shimmy Shimmy Shambles

Trump's bubbles surface
And his school covers him up
A little fishy

Logan Robertson

3/12/2019

The American public is asking what's going on. He has the gills to change the scales of the country for the worst, run his mouth and twitter in horror, have countless affairs, coverups; and alienate and belittle those not agreeing with him. He's the biggest laughing stock that ever held office. It smells. It begs for impeachment and a whale that's hungry.

#haiku #trump #fishy