Droll Prole : Writing

Ghost

Ghost

A Poem by Droll Prole


The barren moonShone on the leavesOf the darkened trees.Standing on the roadThere I sawA ghostly apparition.It was him,His face seen faintly,The shed ..
A Sad Goodbye

A Sad Goodbye

A Poem by Droll Prole


So he was a bad appleHow could I know?My heart says yesTo the blackest of blackBut I don't know why.In the design of my heartThere is a flawThat lets ..
Paltry Thoughts of an Idiot

Paltry Thoughts of an Idiot

A Poem by Droll Prole


An angel turns the screwA singer sings the songMy room is emptyI am empty tooA fool can only be a foolAn insipid mindCannot save itself from harmEveni..
Late Night Driving

Late Night Driving

A Poem by Droll Prole


Fog rises off theroad home, coloured lights in pools shineas summer rain falls.
Purple Sage

Purple Sage

A Poem by Droll Prole


Purple sageWhat can I seeIn a mirror of uncertainty?the futurethe pastthe mast of a shipand the century ofworshipthere is a dangerof knowing too mucha..
Was She Smiling When She Said That?

Was She Smiling When She Said That?

A Poem by Droll Prole


Gender critic, I should shut my mouth.
Hot Damn its Another Day!

Hot Damn its Another Day!

A Poem by Droll Prole


The tidal waves roll inSwept away, I swim and swimSome kind of horror or sinHas dragged me down to the Pacific RimConvinced me of its black loveAnd gi..
The Old Days

The Old Days

A Poem by Droll Prole


Saw a documentary today...
Destructor

Destructor

A Poem by Droll Prole


Goes on a rampage.
A drop of water

A drop of water

A Poem by Droll Prole


In a pond.