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Pusher

A Poem by William Paris

I'm leanin' against the lamp postWatchin' its pale moon orb cast light on the sidewalkListenin' to it buzzCracked pavement leads only two waysUp to th..

Passion

A Poem by William Paris

the flash of legfrom a slit of your dresscasual nonchalance'accidental' brushmirror eroticismrising from your eyesdemure quiet smilea faded red lightp..

Once when I was 16 and stayed up all night

A Poem by William Paris

In the dawna pale grey lightcreeps upon the landsoon replaced by the sunits hues and ambersof pink and orangeadorn the horizonbut no tendrils of light..

Night at St. Cloud

A Poem by William Paris

There are those of us who can never first experience that in which we want most, rather trapped to only gaze upon it as if in night. Thanks to Edvard ..

Janx spirits

A Poem by William Paris

Look at the skies hereThey glow some dull crimson colouralmost like rusty bloodalmostit's the methane in the lightsthat lights up the sky in that wayf..

Digital love and my cat

A Poem by William Paris

When I was falling in love with my wife to be (now ex sadly) who lived across the pond in Scotland (now I've lived here for 17 years!) there were many..

Belt of Orion

A Poem by William Paris

That Europe should bleed an entire generation to death is an accomplishment yet unmatched in it's pure evil. The pity of war once again revealed.

Ballad of the Bovine

A Poem by William Paris

A silly wee poem I wrote after my move to Scotland in '99. It's not very good but I don't care. It was a bit of fun.

Sometimes I can fly

A Poem by William Paris

Written at age 17 so very many years ago.

All things considered

A Poem by William Paris

I wrote this poem 27 years ago when I was 15. It was my very first published poem - published in a university poetry rag in Manhattan KS.