Surplus Poems - Poems about Surplus

It’s so bright on these islands it feels like they must be nightless, that with just 24 hours to a day, there’s more than enough light to go around. The light floods water, making it disappear, so boats levitate, their...Read the rest...

Surplus to requirement My wife was her aunt a lovely woman of forty-four, then she divorced her husband a man with a title, a baron, because she felt bored by him – he was tedious all...Read the rest...

Surplus of Requirement m/s “Kari” rode the seas like a swan, only when the most evil waves of the Atlantic ocean hit, did she flap her wings. Why was it she was crewed by harbour...Read the rest...

counting deaths servants, circling these wayward surplus thoughts. Plucking one by one just as you pluck guitar strings. Surprisingly beautiful, as they flee from deaths servants. Pulling out his sickle to slice, slash anything in...Read the rest...

28.05.2008 "A surplus of memory"* Darker than November nights Falling softly on the snow - Memories I cannot fight, Memories that wouldn't go. When I looked into your eyes Happiness was all I saw - Now the past - I cannot fight, Now the...Read the rest...

I take so little from this world, a bread, some spread, little water, some air, that lifes me, and dry my wares, a little space, to fall flat, when I had enough of pace, some shards to cover me, and some books to read, that is all...Read the rest...