Red Brick Keshner : Writing

In Our Image

In Our Image

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


Disclaimer: A little hilarious write that is not meant to be irreverent of anyone or anything. Hope you can enjoy. P.S. In case it is missed, this dis..
A Tale of Two Geese

A Tale of Two Geese

A Story by Red Brick Keshner


A narrative poem in the form of a modern fable.
Sorry, you don't make the cut

Sorry, you don't make the cut

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


.tentative stepsacross this gardena weeded junglesprouted gremlin-likewalk away throughbelladonna overrunseething poisonauger jaundiced sun lick abras..
failure to launch

failure to launch

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


Poetry finds us, every minute of every day. The question is, are we able to recognise poetry when it stares us in the face?
Falling in Love Out of Need

Falling in Love Out of Need

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


.I have fallen madlyirretrievably & unashamedlyin love with you:Just as that swatheof hair that won't stay in placeby gel or product or spit;You h..
a feather called macaroni

a feather called macaroni

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


This is about "living life to the max;" a smidgen of humour is required to get full enjoyment of this poem. Cheers!
Dare We Open the Windows Bleak

Dare We Open the Windows Bleak

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


`I am a bevvy of emoticonswaiting to be spewed onto the screen;my life constitutes ofthe tiniest blips and bleeps (that)weave gently along a fabric ye..
without a note

without a note

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


obviously a work in progress... over the years I've had several persons close to me end their own lives. At 15 I had also made several attempts to end..
I looked to the sky

I looked to the sky

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


`I looked to the sky above me And what did it whisper in my ear? That there within its splendour Where the night winds slumber: “In these ar..
not a stutterer's poem

not a stutterer's poem

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner


This is one of the many reasons why poetry is important to me. The freedom and licence to express outwardly what lay within.