A social site for poets in Sydney.
Posted on September 14, 2011 at 23:09 0 Comments 0 Likes
The microphone jack is pink.
The headphone jack is green.
The eye jack is the monitor.
The finger jack's the keys.
My right eye's bloodshot
turning blue.
I wonder what
it smells like
to you.
Posted on September 8, 2011 at 19:30 0 Comments 0 Likes
"Embrace the poetic essence [today] in all forms of daily life."*
Nibble my earlobe. You are welcome to slip in the tongue if you wish.
A unique way to share your views, have your say, and show someone special.
Do you think you have nothing of value to say? Whisper me my sweet.
An open ear is all it takes to get creative juices flowing.
You might also like…
© 2024 Created by Adrian Wiggins. Powered by
Comment Wall (1 comment)
Hello Brad and a warm (if belated) welcome to Sydney Poetry.
This is a social site built by the poets (and friends) of Sydney (and surrounds) for the poets (and friends) of Sydney (and surrounds).
You can:
Good to see you getting involved already. This being a social site the more we all do here the more interesting it becomes for everyone.
While there's no editor deciding what gets published there is just a bit of post facto moderation to keep it clean and on-topic.
I hope you enjoy your time on the site and find it useful.
Best wishes,
Adrian
You need to be a member of Sydney Poetry to add comments!
Join Sydney Poetry