#odd poems on Hello Poetry

Eman Feb 2017

She caught a glimpse of him,
her senses paused
Her heart starting beating so loud,
it muted the world.

Those visions, recollections, dreams, flashes and sudden insights both overwhelm and confuse me.
All we ever do is exchange glances,
like only we can see each other in crowds and masses.
Like the sun, the moon and the stars, you and I are lost in the bizarre. (Inspired by a dream I had)

#world #odd #soul #sense #stranger #familiar #connection #mute #pause #peculiar

Jade Melrose Feb 2017

Numbers

I set my alarm to 6:23
I like awkward numbers
something about how the last digit sticks out to the rest
making it less than whole
yet still enough
appeals to me
comforts me
so imperfect that it feels more perfect than perfect numbers

8:19 pm

#awkward #odd #perfect #numbers

Gregory Paul Dancer Feb 2017

Wax Viking

I want to melt a wax Viking,
with a piece of sword shaped kindling.
Watch the face drip, sag run into a
droopy frown of fluid features.

To saw the head from a celebrity mannequin.
Watch fall it to the floor,
with it's perfect teeth and face;
plastic smooth skin.
Almost as plastic and smooth as the “real” thing.

To tear the words from the mouth
of a liar, cheat, chancer and con-man.
Rearrange the words to spell out the truth.
watch the eyes and puffy face spasm,
as if possessed by a phantasm.

#metaphor #word #odd #freeform #novel #random #surreal #unreal

Gregory Paul Dancer Jan 2017

A pointless dreg

Seas of concrete,
with fish climbing from the cracks.
Evil portent.
Growing hands brandishing knives.
Tongues in their eyes,
that slither with whispering intent.

Each whisper grows a wing
and a leg, hops and *****;
pointless dregs.

Filling each space,
With slashes and wild blind hacks.
Pain important.
Fatally finally stealing lives.
Teeth to their lies,
that leave all life impotent.

Each tooth a flutter free,
weightless fee, rots and drops;
pointless dregs.

Just some nonsense.

#poem #odd #song #play #novel #random #surreal #nonsense #throwaway

Gregory Paul Dancer Jan 2017

Between Reality And My Uncle Neville.

Reality and uncle Neville
always seem to disagree.
I guess he can't see the
tree for the tree.

To him,Truth's a transparency
that he cannot see beyond.
He must stay faultlessly opaque.
To the material certainty,
of which he's so fond.

Reality and uncle Neville
always seem to disagree.
I guess he can't see the
you for the he.

The only things that
are real to him,
are those that can be held,
but not felt.
Each alternative truth
is a tree to be felled.

#fun #reality #odd #philosophy #thought #perspective #novel #surreal #views

Inkveined Jan 2017

Nonsense

This is nonsense
All of it
I've given up on rhyme and reason
We're lost, in the middle of everywhere

#strange #odd #random #nonsense

Jet Rose Jan 2017

The Colourful Creator

If I could tip toe on the edges of the universe.
I'd do it ostentatiously with a top hat and orange shoes.

If I could slide down a rainbow I'd do so in a dicky bow.
If I could walk on water, I'd play the banjo

If I could travel though time I'd drop you line 'I wish you were here'
I'd arrange a 5th dimensional candle lit dinner

If we could stay together forever and ever, I'd throw in another century just for good measure.

#love #strange #odd #madness #creative #different #travel #peculiar

NeroameeAlucard Dec 2016

Minding Melancholy

If i could travel
Inside my mind
I truly wonder
What would i find?

Would the dreams I've had
Come back to haunt me?
The figments follow
And successfully stalk me?

Would i hear the music i
Listen to constantly
Or would i see these poems forming
And being put together miraculously?

Would i see Animals, my emotions, my
Opinions and most wretched thoughts
Personified and take horrific shapes?
Or would i remain an imagination fueled man,
And simply drive myself to be great?

#odd #questions #psychologicalpoems

the Voice Without Dec 2016

i've never been conventional

i've never fit the standard
i've always been quite odd
and while i know that makes me different
i'm not necessarily flawed
because it's always for the wrong things
that the world tends to applaud
though i swear it's not intentional
i've never been conventional

my behaviors have no pattern
my colors have no scheme
when i'm asleep i'm thinking
and when i'm awake i dream
while the rest are all so silent
something inside me screams
i'm more than three-dimensional
i've never been conventional

you may find me confusing
you may not like me very well
that's something i understand
i'm a hot pink among pastels
still i think, no i believe
that eccentricities propel
the reason i'm ascensional is
i've never been conventional

#odd #conventional #unconventional #eccentric

Gregory Paul Dancer Dec 2016

The space between spaces.

In the a place outside of any place.
In the space between space.
where there was never a point without anything,
or a point filled with something.
Is the incomprehensible question;
with it's incomprehensible answer.

This is what happens if I listen to Sun Ra.

#poem #fun #space #odd #philosophy #play #pondering #doodle #metaphysics #pataphysics