For those of you unfamiliar or newly familiar with my work, I am primarily a poet. While writing, I occasionally write lines that don’t seem to go with the piece being written, but that I like for whatever reason, and set aside for future use.
Below is a collection of such lines; they have been on the poetic shelf for so long, I’m pretty sure no poem is going to walk in and claim them. Ergo, the following “throwaways”.
I love the world of politics, because
I’d grown weary of more traditional clown makeup
What we don’t understand
We tend to despise;
Yet what we truly we despise
We feel we fully understand
love is a beautiful morning;
those who miss it
are very possibly
… the bullying boots of pseudo-morality,
raining down kicks from the high ground.
she’s always kissing shadows;
it is as if to say,
the only thing left real is her
so it’s the only way
the nation’s one truly
I never understood girls.
we’ve replaced boredom with anxiety
moving back one letter, alphabetically
Yes, I make music few will want to hear,
And I pen poems few will want to read;
But I decided, when I was quite small,
To keep on playing, even when no one was watching.
He was considered “quite a catch”
And yet, she threw him back.
fall in love with this mailbox
and see if it loves you back
She got the House of Commons:
She’d wanted the House of Lords
I could never be handsome, but
I could still be honorable
Humans: treat humans like humans