Maylee Bossy

Rookie - 88 Points (17/02/95)

Maylee Bossy Poems

1. Tonight I Fall 4/6/2009
2. Tick Tock 4/16/2009
3. There's Beauty In The Breakdown 5/28/2009
4. Sticky Wings 9/2/2009
5. Now 9/28/2010
6. Sunday Clothes 3/19/2012
7. All Around 3/19/2012
8. Trains That Shake The Ground 3/19/2012
9. Fashionably Late Bloomer 4/10/2012
10. Shipwreck 2/5/2013
11. Sleep Well 2/5/2013
12. Canada Is Calling 2/5/2013
13. Five Petals 2/19/2013
14. The Depths Of My Imagination 3/8/2013
15. Where The Cornstalks Grow 5/16/2013
16. The Bodies Of Our Old Selves 5/20/2013
17. Blue Bird 2/2/2013
18. Arrivals 12/20/2014
19. I, The Hourglass 8/3/2015
20. Nude With Purpose 2/14/2011
21. All Things Knowable 8/9/2013
22. Cleaning My Closet 3/19/2012
23. Lemons 1/28/2015
24. The Missing Element 3/18/2015
25. Landscape Of An Aging Woman 7/17/2014
26. Neurotic Deception 9/28/2010
27. Spring Pantoum 4/5/2009
28. Invisible Maps 10/6/2012
29. Fairies And Apple Trees 4/11/2009
30. A Poet's Soul 2/2/2013
31. Love Never The Dictator 2/7/2013
32. When Love And Death Are But The Same 4/11/2009
33. Lotus Child 2/2/2013
34. The Picnic 9/25/2014
35. A Brief Introduction To My Views On Religion 8/25/2013
36. The Lack Of Inspiration Is Inspiration Enough 9/24/2009
Best Poem of Maylee Bossy

The Lack Of Inspiration Is Inspiration Enough

One touch;
One thought;
One thought fragment..

It's enough to spark the flame
Soon becoming a conflagration
Tearing through my veins
And burning at my finger tips
Until I type the

One poem

That releases the sparks that day generated
But there is always going to be

One time

That series of uneventful events
Where you can predict the unpredictable,
The inspiration is uninspired,
And previous ideas aren't important

'An idea is only relevant if it is being thought upon'
And every waking morning is an idea,
A flicker ...

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I, The Hourglass

Every time I see you
?My thoughts leak down from my head
Like the sand flowing from an hourglass
Deep into my body
?I am simultaneously full and empty
?You kiss me and time stops
You stop and I am the hourglass reversed

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