Clover and Glass
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

The faces of clover lying in fields of glass,
shattered and broken, pieces of emotion distorted by reflections of...

Sidewalk Shuffle by MrDaMan Virgil R. Hall II (Randy) Traveling again on insane ground, just foolin with chaos and messin around. Shuffling my steps on an upbeat sound, not sure if my soul...

tryingto convey sympathies to those who have lost someone special in their lives

by: Joanna "Morning Star" Randolph
The time had come for you to begin the journey of life, you came into this world not knowing of sorrow or strife. I watched, as you grew throughout the...

Tick, Tick, Tock
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

It’s been a hell of a year
shall we grieve for the moments lost
or celebrate the tick, tick,...

Crack the Whip Poet
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Sometimes I spend my mornings
stacking words in pretty mountains.
Creating vistas of spiritual...

Friend:

Let me explain this situation, for the hour of the morning is early. There is darkness, and it is quiet as I continue my work on the new poem. I\'ve been thinking, and...

Poets and Vampires
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

I find myself drinking deep
the blood of empathy.

Wounded humanity in my arms.
I...