https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-42-week-of-nbsp-12-05-05 en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 15:20:53 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1739-haiku https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-1739-haiku 1.poetry snobs suck snoteven on warm summer dayswhen normal folks smile. 2.my hands shake slightlyreading bad poems by foolsI look up and pray 3.i count poorlymy haiku are broken like springit would be wise to quit now. 4.Onji existeven when the wind doesn'tand my tears forget. 5.slipping into hellthe red sun blazes before mesilent and honest. 6.darwin's selection:live, strong, smart, and well suitedfor springs cold floods. 7.the silk worm pausesjust long enough to dream summerand a large silk thread. 8.seven words well meantmisunderstood by poetsand lost ... more anstey It is what it is Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-97-it-is-what-it-is#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/1739 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/1739 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A1739 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2622-my-weapons-of-destruction-on-a-weak-male-mind https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2622-my-weapons-of-destruction-on-a-weak-male-mind Who knew?Two rosy nipplesImbedded in rounded fleshy bitsWere weapons of destruction Somebody should haveExplained to the babiesBefore they fedEmptied and then sucked againOn dangerous goods And somebodyShould explain to meWhy I'd nowWant to shootMy own foot anstey Old Poetry from DMV Tue, 10 Jul 2007 03:20:35 GMT /section-102-old-poetry-from-dmv#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/2622 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/2622 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A2622 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2624-crimson-sidekick-to-a-dull-bird https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2624-crimson-sidekick-to-a-dull-bird Plump cranberriesTart in their ripened stateFall into the potWith a faint plopBefore sprinkled with sugarLike the first snowThey glistenAnd then bubble Sugar and berry combineLush crimson conflictionOf sweet and tartTo smother over turkey Shannon McEwen Old Poetry from DMV Wed, 14 Feb 2007 04:30:24 GMT /section-102-old-poetry-from-dmv#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/2624 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/2624 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A2624 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2623-awakenings https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-2623-awakenings Awakenings A hand brushedIn innocenceSparksA lookAnother touchBefore a kissExploration of selfAnd anotherDiscoveringMoist pink foldsBefore the plungeThat leavesThree and one halfDrops of crimsonOn white linen sheets Shannon McEwen Old Poetry from DMV Wed, 14 Feb 2007 04:19:48 GMT /section-102-old-poetry-from-dmv#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/2623 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/2623 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A2623