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Marshall : Writing

The Waiting....

The Waiting....

A Poem by Marshall


Where have you gone today,my only love?the weather weeps its tearsand wears a dull grey overcoatwaiting to bring a delugeof floods into my alreadychil..
Straight Line

Straight Line

A Poem by Marshall


Crows fly straighthome, as they sayOne wobbles why.©Marshall Gass. All rights reserved,2 days ago
The letterbox

The letterbox

A Poem by Marshall


The mystery deepens with slow stepsdown the drive to that green mystery boxthat holds the secrets of the universe within its grasp.Besides the bills t..
Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Marshall


Mask and metal mould as oneWe lock into permanenceTake from me the blood and bondage you deserveAnd I will cherish rust and polishwe both can shine!Au..
The Black Ribbon

The Black Ribbon

A Poem by Marshall


The black ribbon licksthrough towering mountainsand deep succulent valleysrushing past rows and rowsof cornfields and crevicesreaching into strange pl..
The Pelvic Girdle

The Pelvic Girdle

A Poem by Marshall


Straddled by a luscious peachencased in a robust pelvic girdle embracethe eye dances a slow sensual waltzstep by step reasoning the gossamer finery of..
Reading and Thinking today!

Reading and Thinking today!

A Poem by Marshall


Today it was cold and blustery and the wind chimewas busy with the same crisp notes tinkling awayunsure of which tube to twang first, but it did sound..
Satin Words and Visuals. #1

Satin Words and Visuals. #1

A Poem by Marshall


The green willow grassessplendid symmetrieslurks the unknown numberspatial dimensions of intelligencebonds of chemical attractionwhere we met at the c..
Metal head Moments

Metal head Moments

A Poem by Marshall


Even as the blabbering ivory fingersreleases the rhythmic pulses of passionstressing soulful melodiesof bygone one night standsmy pulse still reaches ..
Metal Head Moments #3

Metal Head Moments #3

A Poem by Marshall


The crisp and crafted sounds of the singers raspand dazzle with its spiralling tremolos and subtlesensual silences will bind us in a bond wherethe mus..