Treasure Island

New Poems


 

Title Poet
Tickling Abberation
A funny feeling itching from deep within.
A funny little feeling of curious origins
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Three Sides To Every Story
It seems like there's nothing but confusion,
misunderstanding and just general loss,
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
These Fears
The worries haunt my mind with rot.
Is it true or is it not.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Sounds from Way Down and a Single Rose
for the Postmoderns
Listen:
Frank Avon poet by Frank Avon
on 9/15/2014
The Worst
You weren't the first,
but you certainly were the worst.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Storm
A tempestuous storm.
Well beyond the norm.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Sound
A sound escapes.
It's now too late.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Mist
Through the mist I wander.
With all the time to ponder.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Highest Weight Bearing Beam
I ascend my way to the tallest sturdy beam.
The place my dignity is here to sing
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Fool I Am
Never ceasing to pretend
that one day soon I'll have your hand.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The End
I can't believe this is the end.
Through my mind it slowly bends.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
The Clearing
Insecure in all I see.
In every word,
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Sweet Loving Mammeries
Oh those beautiful mammary glands,
how I love the breadth and softness squeezing them in my hands.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Sub Par
I'm so subpar at this fine art.
Blowing it out like a great flatulent fart.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Stupid Dreams
Stupid dreams that make me scream.
Cause they're useless and hope is lean.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Stressed Countenance
I cannot stand this stressful mind.
It just eats away at time undefined.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Baby, let's drink
Do you think my
Right ventricle could be any happier?
Mandolyn ... poet by Mandolyn ...
on 9/15/2014
Puffy White Cotton
Puffy white cotton way up in the sky
Upon a vast canvas of azure blue
Noah Body poet by Noah Body
on 9/15/2014
Spinning
My head is spinning at a million miles an hour.
I'm lost and confused,
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Spectacular Fear
Spectacular fear pure dread inside.
I fear what I'll see here within the next five.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
Sorry
I'm so sorry I'm not better.
God knows I wish I looked much better.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
New Delhi is the capital city of Bharat Mata famous for hi..
New Delhi is the capital city of Bharat Mata famous for historical places
It is a home to beautiful sights of historical places for the tourists,
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA poet by Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
on 9/15/2014
Daring the strong
Daring the strong
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DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK poet by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
on 9/15/2014
Their thoughts will pass away with them anytime
Good people or bad people Will take with them All t
MOHAMMAD SKATI poet by MOHAMMAD SKATI
on 9/15/2014
Sorrow
Sorrow and despair are what fill me right now.
I'm missing the loving connection given from up above.
Michael McParland poet by Michael McParland
on 9/15/2014
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