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Just a simple story of a good Samaritan. Read More

Poem / Poetry

February 08, 2016

Sorry I haven't posted in so long! School sucks. This poem is based on the first two Monogatari novels by Nisio Isin in the (loose) style of the first stanza of Bitter Bee. Read More
A mountain was named after dolphin's nose as it looks like it from a distance sloping into the Indian Ocean on eastern coast of India. Small caves at the foot of the Dolphin's Nose were home for various sea creatures and accessable at low tide. Juggernaut narrates from his boyhood… Read More
I was asked to write a poem about the sea. Here is seven minutes of labor. Read More

Tags: sea, storm, cakes, crab

Sunshine beaming in from a window Proud Lion Like shine Matrimonial Instinct blends my thinking with the wine Im drinking from none other than a Vine one Paw deep in the Terra soil moister than most fertile crescent valley alley of perception for the prowl. Lunatic Hour approaches noisily boisterous… Read More
Derived from the poem, Maggie and Milly and Molly and May, a trip behide that day, described in detail, in the eyes of Maggie. The day at teh beach is an enjoyment for all three sisters and their dog. they each have a unique personality and all enjoy their day… Read More
The green pods of Moringa tree also called Drumstics for its length is a delicacy when properly cooked. Juggernaut prefers to call Moringa rather than Driumstics to avoid confusion with Chciken legs Read More
Lizzie's mom has left, and now her and her dad are leaving the beach, forever. Read More

Poem / Poetry

February 10, 2010

Reads: 316

Comments: 18

The Booksie Classic House

The Poem “Homeless Creatures” is written seeing the terror, while walking through a small beach (Muzhappilangaud/Dharmadam in India) near my home, where Hundreds of Crabs and other small creatures are crushed and thrown for nothing, by the Cars and Bike’s rushing through sands for pleasure in high speed. This started… Read More

Reads: 296

Comments: 2

The Booksie Classic House

A dorky poem I wrote to my deceased hermit crab... basically I have too much time on my hands. Read More

Tags: loss, ode, crab, kirby

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