Relic : Writing

The reptilian reviewer

The reptilian reviewer

A Poem by Relic


A camouflaged lizardin slithering skincreeps from rock to rockto rock.Bites with vernacular virulence,spitting out savourless wordstoo tasteless for c..
I hate death

I hate death

A Poem by Relic


Just feelings.
The Gold Sun.

The Gold Sun.

A Poem by Relic


As the wind blew.
Forgive me, poet.

Forgive me, poet.

A Poem by Relic


There are times when I don't understanda single word I've read.Perhaps I'm slow or a bit confusedor clogged-up in the head.The other reviewers see no ..
I will plant daffodils here if you want.

I will plant daffodils here if you want.

A Poem by Relic


I'll plant these daffodils here by your grave.And when they've grownand blossomed with life;when sunlight from a penny-colored sunfeeds them,I'll see ..
While My Pencil Gently Weeps.

While My Pencil Gently Weeps.

A Poem by Relic


I'm a writer in a room with nothing to writewhile my muse slumbers softly in cryogenic flight.My vast acute insight has suddenly transformedinto slive..
Beneath an ominous sky, rage.

Beneath an ominous sky, rage.

A Poem by Relic


Version 1Itsthroat roareda riotous rumblePassing abovethe ruined rubble.The funnel hungswiveled andswungLicking its chopswith a tawdry tongue.Rolling,..
Abandoned Writers Cafe

Abandoned Writers Cafe

A Poem by Relic


Empty rooms in empty halls.
Paper fish

Paper fish

A Poem by Relic


A variation on another poem I wrote.

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