These little micro-poems came from a twittered head. I tweet the day away on keys and should have been in bed, but… with little sleep and tons of tweets I’ve made this page instead. I hope you have fun.
five fifteen it’s time to go where snow is up and up is no and no is yes but yes is spleens and spleens are clocks talking five fifteen.
Time all bottled up/ no way to get inside but/ if i could/ I surely would/ ride the circadian tide.
the world is just too wounded/ for me/ tonight a/ while in my dreams a/ while in my dreams/ then I’ll wake/… I’ll have to wake
jacked and jumbled/ tumbled and tacked/ to the wall/ to the wall/ wallow and weeping seems useless to me so I’ll pick up the pity and go.
You poor poor tired brain/ the drain is being circled/ betwixt between the synapsis scene/ and easy over addled.
pod alert ferry right side/ dolphin smile off port/ cavorting canines in a salty sea/ puppies in a playground of bleak black water
Fuddle Dee muddily mired/ the pups are soaked and tired/ they’re soiled and wet/ worn out and yet/ one nap and they’ll be wired
All poems in “A few little macro shots of my funny little life” were written by me – Colleen Hannah