AMMD : Writing

Crossroads

Crossroads

A Poem by AMMD


Two roads convergedone away from a woodthe other towardno intention of eitherthough no pathworn beforewas predeterminedOthers had led that wayand this..
Knowing

Knowing

A Poem by AMMD


You’ll know whenyou’re ontosomethingor have somethingor are worth somethingwhenthe flying monkeysinvade your spaceNo needfor Kansasor Toto..
Risen

Risen

A Poem by AMMD


Whole vibrant fantasiesandvast hellish landscapesexchangedlike a storywith expansive branchesto the dignityof a homecominghearthgolden fingertipscares..
The Misadventures of the Mad Hatter

The Misadventures of the Mad Hatter

A Poem by AMMD


Tea parties are fununtil nobody shows -just a bunny.That gripon the porcelaincup slipping,the kettlecroaking -Wonderland,but a coldand distant trip
Advising Alice

Advising Alice

A Poem by AMMD


Love bombingled like Gretelto the pota gaslight festivaljesters knowingcarney gamesat their bestbut you muststop Alicesee the teaparty and sayno thank..
A Meditation on the Sublime

A Meditation on the Sublime

A Poem by AMMD


Kindness isn’t a day it’s a way of life a choice come what may not to castigate or stagnate water flowing best Kubla Khan ..
My Heart Has Left Me: An Ode to Infinity

My Heart Has Left Me: An Ode to Infinity

A Poem by AMMD


My heart has left me.Unplanned,sojourning furlonginto an unknownSolo artist.Lightly treading,plunging,sometimes plodding,stumbling,where othershave bo..
All Things Done with Love

All Things Done with Love

A Poem by AMMD


Cowering flowersare beautifulbut all too oftencrushedStand tall sunflowerit's okay to blossomjust don't forgetto evolve the thorns
War Cry of the Marginalized

War Cry of the Marginalized

A Poem by AMMD


Every good dogwill havehis dayLambs and tigersknow about itSongs of innocenceand of experiencePaint the portrait
I Wonder what Dickinson Thought

I Wonder what Dickinson Thought

A Poem by AMMD


I wonder what Dickinson thoughtwhen told her writing was awfulShy girl filled with a universeof words to contemplate the worldI wonder who judged herb..