D. Mansfield : Writing

Paper Ships

Paper Ships

A Poem by D. Mansfield


My childhood floated, On a current of rainwater, In the gutter, on a paper ship. To weather the storm, That life would bring, To a boy of only ..
Can't get it outta my head

Can't get it outta my head

A Poem by D. Mansfield


For repeated thoughts prompt
Clouds

Clouds

A Poem by D. Mansfield


Clouds that have been run through s blender, With a splash of grenadine.
Zippo Lighters

Zippo Lighters

A Poem by D. Mansfield


As I lay here, looking up at the dark sky, through the jungle gym bars, Thinking "if I'd have finished school, I'd drive a nicer car" You wanna go f..
Priests

Priests

A Poem by D. Mansfield


Watched to much Netflix today, it's running out of me
sound

sound

A Poem by D. Mansfield


The sound of a train, in the middle of the night.The sound of a scream, in broad daylightthe frantic sound, of a little dog, barking,a downed power li..
room with a view

room with a view

A Poem by D. Mansfield


I climbed the ratline, to take in the view.dropping crumbs on the fore deck, off you flew.Off in the distance, a rocky shore,seemed familiar, as if,id..
Mental Health

Mental Health

A Poem by D. Mansfield


Luxurious, tranquil, thoughts.confused, cluttered,mindquiet, calm, contentmentchaotic, manic time
Spending Time

Spending Time

A Poem by D. Mansfield


Time is a currency, that you can only spendIt’s not for sale, to borrow, or to lendWe waste it freely, everydayIt seems so plentiful, but we wil..

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