Dendrites Poems - Poems about Dendrites

...I was burning up with fever wondering if my dendrites were on fire would my brain ever be the saI was burning up with fever wondering if my dendrites were on fire would my brain ever be the same?......Read the rest...

...Promise me your hands will reach out Resilient attachment starts in childhood When the brain has colic outside the womb A mother’s unconditional love soothes worries When a birthday missed slices......Read the rest...

...I am going to put these daisies right into the icing she said I thought she had injured her dendrites inside her sweet head Also pushing in these half strawberries, this cake will be a delight. It......Read the rest...

...When that storm arrived, the entire congregation in genuflection knelt before Her poetic prayers, they saw themselves shining, eventually, in Her reflection scandalously quiet like per......Read the rest...

...I chose to be joyful and excited about my life Every single day, for at least an hour I fool my brain on the bad days She says “we are excited! We are thrilled” She is easy, wanting the best fo......Read the rest...

...the sly old witch crept down to the bog hoping to get some legs of an unsuspecting frog the frog she found was granddaddy, wise and smart getting the best of old witches was his favorite art He......Read the rest...

...The new lion gentleman at court is a bit off This is discussed by those whose dendrites think. Not sure how the jester says with a cough I catch his eye and give him an agreeing wink. We know bet......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...

...my brain has its own life, its own conversations, never-ending circumlocutions this confabulation of memory leaves me unsure of the reality of my thoughts is this a chemical misstep, a min......Read the rest...

...non notables same is to same old repeat offenders nothing new back scratch revenues old poets club. canned scriptures wasted words post mortem phrases casket contusions dead dendrites. ol......Read the rest...

...I am a steampunk mind whirling against the face of new Colorful in all directions, I like what is happening inside I live my truth, my dendrites dancing in happy rhythm Others complain they are st......Read the rest...

...Never lose that luminous light Especially when the veil of night befalls Always continue the good fight Even when dreams seemingly forestall Keep a moving and a shaking Stand down to rest......Read the rest...

... "Walking on Water in the Between Worlds Place" when darkness came the remaining, those beautiful transingularity neo-automatons, imbued with dark matters running ......Read the rest...

...Erotic prayers are tattooed onto virtual skin. She clutches at this man; prints his likeness over her tongue. His words are bedtime stories for the flesh. An ethereal fruit grows ripe, han......Read the rest...

...Introduction: one of the nice aspects of having an oeuvre as a poet is the ability to see where you have changed over the years. this is such a poem where i can see the step from the eristic with a q......Read the rest...