tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70897028104844397062011-04-21T22:14:19.978-07:00Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-86982428978814871732009-04-08T01:36:00.001-07:002009-04-08T01:36:42.398-07:00Love is a small word<br />For something that is so vast<br />That in an instant<br />Can turn upon a word, a<br />Glance to loathing and despair<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-8698242897881487173?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-87424109350633048992009-04-08T01:35:00.002-07:002009-04-08T01:36:14.831-07:00Sun sets another<br />Day of dreams still unfulfilled<br />Hope springs tomorrow<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-8742410935063304899?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-29189954693861027212009-04-08T01:35:00.001-07:002009-04-08T01:35:47.102-07:00Ambition stripped<br />Bare, stretching towards a dream<br />Always out of reach<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-2918995469386102721?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-53758593103578121632009-04-03T01:00:00.000-07:002009-04-03T01:01:53.117-07:00Do anarchists drink<br />Herbal tea because proper<br />Tea is theft?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-5375859310357812163?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-33143412018868608442009-02-10T04:14:00.000-08:002009-02-10T04:17:53.376-08:00Mutters in the corner,<br />Halfheard mumblings of conversations,<br />Uninteresting lives. Dull.<br />Smoke from tabs mixing with<br />Cold breath, dancing their escape.<br />Staring. <br />Dreaming.<br />Slate grey walls holding up a shanty roof.<br />Rain falls, pitter pat<br />Random thoughts.<br />Huddle together - apart.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-3314341201886860844?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-19458956501267565102009-02-09T22:41:00.000-08:002009-02-09T22:43:47.667-08:00They found him in the ice cream parlour<br />Covered in nuts and syrup<br />They say he topped himself.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-1945895650126756510?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-53642686136994781312008-12-15T05:01:00.000-08:002009-04-08T01:50:55.948-07:00<p align="justify"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YQD9i77vmH8/SdxlSBQ09GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nnkCmiC8ewk/s1600-h/P2261957.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322240219896149090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YQD9i77vmH8/SdxlSBQ09GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/nnkCmiC8ewk/s320/P2261957.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Spring rain falls<br />Dampens clothes <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YQD9i77vmH8/Sdxk6j6lZXI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YDcPdsbViH4/s1600-h/P2261957.JPG"></a><br />Not spirits.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-5364268613699478131?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-91555631873248836032008-12-15T04:58:00.001-08:002009-02-09T05:34:42.461-08:00In life it is a healthy thing<br />To, every now and them,<br />Hang a question mark on things<br />You oft take for granted.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-9155563187324883603?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-42619510823378859992008-12-15T04:58:00.000-08:002008-12-15T04:59:57.508-08:00World awaits on fresh<br />fallen, silent shroud of snow<br />To thaw when you smile.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-4261951082337885999?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7089702810484439706.post-32218138571957486002008-12-13T06:07:00.000-08:002008-12-13T06:14:46.929-08:00<span style="color:#000000;">My friends come round,</span><br />and there we lie,<br />Looking for clouds<br />in a cloudless sky.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7089702810484439706-3221813857195748600?l=finbar-poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Chairhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00097016970959733745noreply@blogger.com0