Poison Ivy : Writing

Not so Mr. Merrily

Not so Mr. Merrily

A Poem by Poison Ivy


With all the swinging ropes I've been tangled up cartwheels and backflips the crowd never cheer mostly they just stare I'm tangled up and ble..
A Trick for You, A Treat For Me

A Trick for You, A Treat For Me

A Poem by Poison Ivy


A misty church yard waits a coffin ever so slightly ajar the daunting glaring gargoyles spit bitterness and decay on the living who enter caut..
Blood Red and Gleaming

Blood Red and Gleaming

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Through a crumbling gate it beganat the end of our world a ghoulish journey I'd shuddered to embrace as they swiftly approached swallowed my vo..
The Unreachable Distraught

The Unreachable Distraught

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Voices screamingfrom the time my ears could hear my unprepared heart weptI am as helpless as they and may alwayslook this way and that at the cries..
Smokey Driftings

Smokey Driftings

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Drifting through this alley way my sights rest lazily upon window above lit with warmth radiatoryeah, I know though not what I'm sayinghmmm..... h..
Erratic Shackles

Erratic Shackles

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Erratic, a word some think of so little for some think little of it Is it better to be rather frantic in effort to consummate existence? Infla..
They Might As Well Be Dead

They Might As Well Be Dead

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Not so very long agogive or take a few decades or so…that times lost value in your mindsit guaranteed a swift escapehow would you prefer me to ..
Before...

Before...

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Maybe you don't understandmy lovemy only onethe ease of existence only lasted when I had always felt cold wind on my shouldersI never shivered oncebef..
A Freak Among Freaks

A Freak Among Freaks

A Poem by Poison Ivy


Subtly does the pearl necklace I wear of fear Under a horrible clutching pressure that kills me every day Incidentally, wouldn't it be nice to slip..
Freedom of the Lines on My Face

Freedom of the Lines on My Face

A Poem by Poison Ivy


I have seen these melodies of the heartAm I so far away from the truth that I cannot make a stand?A small frog places its head upon my breasts in an a..

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