Blobs Poems - Poems about Blobs

...gestural  abstraction  immediate spontaneous   drips blobs  from the tube non-formal   un-formulated art informel   sans cérémonie an absence of  a premeditated    structure  conce......Read the rest...

...I once ordered my pencil “Write me a poem” My eraser is missing And I’m all alone The pencils were kept in a box made of leather a major step up from the days of the feather then came th......Read the rest...

...It’s the little things, that remind me of my aunt, and how in some unusual way, she may still be alive, if only in the memory, a passing morning train, tea bags splaying suddenly, from unop......Read the rest...

...Zounds! longing for a merciful descent into the terminal ground where smoky eyes semi-watch streams of semi-(dis)information exhaled from smoking brains on a mission to search & decons......Read the rest...

...If I am in a crazy mood I play Max the axe Max has red hair and a beard You get to be him Enemies come at you and you axe them away At first it is really fun, because you are winning Got two,......Read the rest...

...It’s a book, a poem, a– whatever you must call it. It’s words. I haven’t been everywhere. Nor have you. The great explorer travels the Earth, its peaks and valleys, the dark and light. They have......Read the rest...

...Straight lines, sepia The suppression of unwanted thoughts Like time spent in sensory deprivation Time spent in a droning room Under sterile light hums, practically drooling The vacuum of ......Read the rest...

...astronomical anatomical atoms buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites enticing and enlisti......Read the rest...

...another blob day in a brainless land another brainless day in a land of blobs 0 00 0000 we await further instructions......Read the rest...

...Should I start at the middle and spiral outward? I mean I don’t know what I’m doing, just winging it. I’m going to need some colorless beads for the scarecrow eyes of raw memories. This is m......Read the rest...

...fat globs and splashes jive off the spin cycle of the ocean this afternoon I see round circles of suds amid dancing twirls and whirls, it is fabulous no one could paint these artistic swirls and bl......Read the rest...

...So many take all things for granted it doesn't take much just to say with a smile thank you very much even when feeling like blobs of clay All the basic necessities of life this we have fully ......Read the rest...

... Pink magnolias sway in drizzling rain, Sunny marigolds laugh, all bright and gay, Carnations croon in colourful array, Laid-back lily droops in lazy disdain, Ravishing blossoms in coo......Read the rest...

...DUNKED I feel like a badly dunked and broken biscuit Sweet icebergs floating in a warm cup of tea What was to have been a favourite texture Now a mudslide with soft submerged blobs Abandoned n......Read the rest...

...Trailing naked toes, hat low peaked fingers laced abaft head and sun, white-water gently threading through the webbed keel of one foot. The sky is blasting blue, splotching louder blobs of cob......Read the rest...