Poetry of life

well, well, it’s Mr. No show again

thought he'd arrive for his own funeral but as usual he waited and waited and waited and as expected he was a no show for his photographer and final macabre photo op. always late, never on time... this man stays in his private room writing what ails him not in such a big hurry to… Continue reading well, well, it’s Mr. No show again

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side by side poem by steven james humphreys
Poetry of life

side by side

he and his shadow sit side by side to a back-lit mirror one can faintly see through where he stepped on brown ground the old man crosses his little bridge to the cow trail costing not one thin dime he mistakenly turned the light off but the feet will guide he believes it is not… Continue reading side by side

there's something about a dead poet witticism by steven james humphreys
Poetry of life

there’s something about a dead poet

who knows the 'meaning of life' more than the living poet? answer: the long dead poet... why? I am guessing they gained special knowledge on 'the other side' that life was only a play whereby the earthly actor's script was written by his own free will.  

Banana in the monkey's fruit basket poem by steven james humphreys
Poetry of life

banana in the monkey’s fruit basket

he's the banana in the monkey's fruit basket his mind's crazy but don't ask it when you feel lazy there's an unknown wire connected to that space ship hovering above his head straight to planet Zoit run by emperor Fred hearing those voices more and more knocking on his broken wooden head planting evil seeds… Continue reading banana in the monkey’s fruit basket

Poetry of life

convertible driver

do not fret over wondering who and what you are for you are your own driver as your wind swept hair reminds you that you are not your car it drives you crazy being so lazy looking up at those dancing stars riding the waves of pot hole bumps on the road massage your spine… Continue reading convertible driver