Where I come from
blood and names mean nothing
and sworn oaths even less.
But prized most of all
is that old art
of playing dirty -
so dirty
no one else
can even see the game.
- marandarussell.com
Poetry – Playing Dirty
short poetry
Poetry – Mental Reservation
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A Couple Short Instagram Poems
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Poetry – To a Favorite Deity (Thoth)
Thoth gave us words Thoth gave us magic Thoth was smart enough to know Both could be tragic.
Poetry – Claustrophobia
In the darkened bedroom I keep the curtains open just a slit to tone down and tune out the claustrophobia.
Poetry – Katrina Van Tassel
Woman
daughter
only child
blooming lass
plump and ripe
rosy-cheeked
coquette
(A little poem inspired by the character from Washington Irving’s “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow”)
Poetry – Outbursts
Outbursts of imagination –
the spontaneous product
of a bored generation
Poetry – Uncomfortable
We are uncomfortable
in this world
not made for us.
Divine providence?
Grand design?
Or just another
cosmic punch line?
Poetry – Someone Else
I thought I wanted
to be an actress,
but now I realize,
I only wanted
the chance
to be someone else.
