Current poems in progress...

saving the pieces
---Anonymous
carrying the broken, eroded and rusty
---Anonymous
to rebuild again
---Anonymous
in a place that may have nothing new
---Anonymous
to create shelter
---Anonymous
for my tarnished soul to be forged anew
---Anonymous

It is the fear of change that ties my mind
---Anonymous
grounded by the passing time
---Anonymous

Gossamer charity. Withered beans are bestowed
---Anonymous
Stacked high and slathered with a toad
---Anonymous
Fey remarks and wind wispy breathings flutter
---Anonymous
The junk stacks high with bottle tops full of clutter
---Anonymous
The tower burns and the goats all run screaming
---Anonymous
But brother-in-law stands by with his teeth white and gleaming
---Anonymous
He'll have new beans in his basket and no cares to mind
---Anonymous
He'll marry his cousin and have a kid with many thumbs to grind
---Anonymous
And they can go camping and picking berries and stuff
---Anonymous
Putting hands in eachothers berry basket and acting tough
---Anonymous
If you see 'em out there shake a stick and give a yell
---Anonymous
Either that or they will take the world and send you all to hell
---Anonymous