Michael Fischer Poems

In outer space
My mind explodes
Into ideas
Of paper gold
...

(Guitars play together
In perfect harmony
Melting in the backdrop
Of a beautiful day)
...

She hides her petite vanilla frame
Inside the heartthrob silk sheets
Where the hundreds of threads
Massage her body's every valley
...

My autumn fire heart grows
Adapting
To your oceanic love
...

Your soft magic wand lips
Brush my evening sun cheek
And warm my regal soul
...

Today, I put all my dreams to rest.
I thought I was moving along well,
but the road I traveled was narrow,
and everything was closed in.
...

If something is written in stone,
remember this; after some time,
stone erodes. Its factual history
is erased, creating a new slate!
...

The producers put out products
and excessive waves of sonic
that consume the ill consumers
and that peculate their humor.
...