Sunday, April 26, 2015

submerged addiction

a cunning rhyme a subtle twist of phrase
ambiguous enough to give one pause
the hidden meaning more than likely stays
on verge of consciousness as viewed through gauze

beyond the rhyme what meter does bestow
a pleasing shape and cadence from the tongue
viewed with disdain some readers call it flow
the lines thus cast more easily are sung

of most import emotions here evoked
the contents which this clever vessel holds
and once dispensed leave reader feeling choked
or breathless as if viewing highland wolds

once bitten it is hard to shake this sprite
best don't admit just take up pen and write

© 2015 Frederick Andrew ~ All rights reserved

Wednesday, April 22, 2015

so sorry for your loss - please email

Dear owners of the ship

My name is - - - - - - - -    - - - - - - - - -, ship graveyard caretaker

I buy hulk ship.

It is a sudden-mail.  I am sorry.

We are looking for a hulk. 
Unnecessary ship I'm looking for.
Ship to go to the grave I'm looking for.
If ship die.
Ship dead go to the grave.

If tanker unnecessary, please email.
Unnecessary cargo ship, please email.
please email if you have hulk. 
Please email it to know the hulk.
Ship to go to the cemetery, please email.
When disposing of the hulk, please email.

Please email hulk 5,000 t.
Please email hulk 10,000 t.
Please email unnecessary ship 15,000 t. 

Please give me a dead ship.
Please give me a boat waste of death.

What are your requirements?  Please email me. 
1) Destination; Name;delivery port FOB 
2) ASK Amount Price?

I was very rude.
I'm sorry mail suddenly.
But there is no way because it is life.

Please leave me.
Your company is a respectable company with us.
I will support future growth.  Please email.

Best regards

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Administrator of the ship graveyard

Tuesday, April 21, 2015


oh where to begin
or not
for to begin implies an end

perhaps it's best
to stay afar
and savor what could be

anticipation is
an agony far sweeter
than the ashes
of a fire gone cold

Inspired Ignited by an Eric Albin g+ post.

© 2015 Frederick Andrew ~ All rights reserved.

Monday, April 20, 2015

Cold Ashes

somewhere between the fourth
and fortieth conversation in

on the cusp of of ignition

the warmth of her voice
her innocent smile
the light in her eyes

replaced by something cooler

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Sunday, April 19, 2015

Change of Scene

mobile app and website screen
different lands, so it would seem
functions lost and others added
learning curve so steeply padded
once with grace I danced so nimble
simple two step now I stumble
soon my powers will turn right
unless I find some kryptonite

Inspired by a conversation with M. Zane McClellan

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Friday, April 17, 2015

Tarnished Knight's Lament

In his can without a wrench
No wonder that this knight is tense
And just the slightest bit aloof
Truth is he's feeling like a goof
Chessie Cat please be a dear
And fetch me yon can openeer
Odds bodkins! doubt if that will work
This metal man is quite a jerk
I'd trade a kingdom for a wrench
Nevermind ... balbriggan stench
And so I lumber on.

A tongue in cheek response to RC deWinter's 
So Glad You're Here ,  a Midnight Poetry offering.

Emo Poet's Curse

by ink on parchment only
do I know what's in your heart
and yet you've made the leap
and captured mine.

Inspired by Timothy Street's Ode to Emily D.
Dedicated to all the wordwrights.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015


wrapt in the solitude of free dive's grace
descent relieves the burdens of the day
the moon alight in surface mirror calls
with aching lungs that portal to access
and yet I tarry in the sea's embrace
the tides of time slack 'twixt the ebb and flow
beyond the cold terrestrial demands
beyond the reach of human cares and woe

Inspired by RC deWinter's tides of time.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Cephalopod Spectrum

bright-eyed little octopus
you're clever, but you’re small
and in your size and empathy
the bully can stand tall
leveraging humility
against your natural gifts
to keep you down and in your place
while he obtains a lift

octopus your looks are un-
conventional it's true
but when you blush your feelings are
a symphony of hue
don't let his banal judgments
keep you caved in your self-doubt
his power will turn into ash
just let your kraken out

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