SleeplessVolcano : Writing

An out of the box touchdown - senryu

An out of the box touchdown - senryu

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


I'm in your end zone Can you see my outstretched arms? Please pass me your heart.
Just a short story

Just a short story

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


I couldn't expect of you Something you're not able to give So I stepped aside To let time take it's toll. Maybe we saw too much too soon Maybe ..
Another bullet steals our peace

Another bullet steals our peace

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


Pierce, they didour flesh, our soulbut more than that,our peace, they stole.Smooth sounds of joyplunged into hellwhen one by oneour bodies fell.Our wo..
When the lovers' bus has passed

When the lovers' bus has passed

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


You are as scarce As raindrops in the desert You're like a mirage - Promising hope But vanishing when I want to taste That ice cold water You're..
The burning purge

The burning purge

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


Is that bridge burning?Why do my hands smell like smoke? ~a new start, in ash.
So close, but yet so far

So close, but yet so far

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


So close, but yet so far Knees rebel, hope escaped But reach I will, will I? Maybe the heart of the house Will run to me And make my so..
The day I flirted with wisdom

The day I flirted with wisdom

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


I thought I found wisdombut she only smiled at me, from a distanceand whisperedwhile she disappearedon the wingsof a crimson sunset's zephyr -try agai..
Once upon an umbrella drink ~ Limerick

Once upon an umbrella drink ~ Limerick

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


She was a bar-tending poetyou had to be drunk, to know itHer Sex-on-the-beachwas a high-tide peach -just never be caught, below it.
A letter from behind enemy lines

A letter from behind enemy lines

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


Hello my darlingI’m not sure whether these may be my last wordsMaybe a stranger picked up a bag full of letters and started reading this oneThat..
Settling dust ~ 9/11

Settling dust ~ 9/11

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


The dust still scurries to settleeven after all these years -wounds heal, but scars remainMemories of loved oneshave grown yellow and whitewhile the w..