Pointlessly Poems - Poems about Pointlessly

...somewhere a thought is projected dappling on all present did it start inside my skull? I don't ask but it bounces into a counter argument tussles start all completely invisible to the naked......Read the rest...

...Capsizing the Costa Concordia Divers wreathe silently through the submerged corridors of a  140,000-ton wreck. Little fish dark haphazardly through the juxtaposition of tilted ballroom, grani......Read the rest...

...I love having pointless conversations Pointless and boring to the wrong ears But a captivating landscape of possibility to the right ones Me and my friends talked about a clock on a stick for abou......Read the rest...

...I'm not as present as I used to be Nor as distant Middle ground is not my area If I were weather, what might I be? I have a love of rolling fog but I'm not that Hopefully not fine rain A thunde......Read the rest...

...Will the sky topple inward or the hills heap upwards it I do not make these symbols upon a snow-white field? Will a poet turn to stone before my eyes or will a jackdaw caw pointlessly into a......Read the rest...

...some poems ask to be naked they have no use at all for punctuation not even for an en dash an em dash nor hyphen they play with a flowing grammar that must be read like water or paddled th......Read the rest...

...Life has surely broken me. I’ve flunked out at Everything. Why consider equally When Options just desert Me? Too grimed up, I cannot see A single reason surfacing, Hiding Places changing, Co......Read the rest...

...Stupid Penny toys with her button Biting her bottom lip, Frowning her brow Misery pulls at her Loneliness sucks Fill voids with Mall time Plastic replete. Feeling so fulsome; flirting with cl......Read the rest...

...Preponderance of dimensions perplexes with bliss string fervor Lake mine previous (stream of consciousness imponderable) poetic efforts, sans spiritus mundi, converse sing a boot unfamiliar ......Read the rest...

...The moon was big and lit-up, so of course, some local dog was barking like crazy. I got up, it was half past the tic of time and way deeper than any sunken face. I was a little wasted; I ge......Read the rest...

...The final score always left wanting, regretting much metaphorical bed-wetting. The cross-over to the beginning is as swift as molasses. Mental heels drag, pointlessly we ran out of points to......Read the rest...

...It feels as if I am living in the aftermath. When I have not even started on a path. Because the statistics tell a truth that makes me go numb. I decided to never speak- as my voice will ......Read the rest...

...Whipping post Didn't you watch the on coming storm, alchalic words ! blew Dry into my wired mouth , the art of conversation is stilled, while Your streets soon boiled in fury , watched by A Q......Read the rest...

...Winnie, wild-eyed, went insane and sang “Happy Birthday” in the rain, while she washed away her bloody pain. Now all day long she sings that song, she sings it loud, she sings it strong, wall......Read the rest...

...No matter yours truly (potential rising star - analogous to ascending yeast) bred for easy street life of po' witless mendicant nimbly, pointlessly, and rhythmically shuffles (think tramp) ......Read the rest...