Very Bad Archive
Forget a sound.
G J Barrantes
Fire burn upon the evening scape.
Undo these bonds that burrowed shallowly.
Fill the eve with wasted words,
thoughts of escape.
Blend and dissolve all that which was,
for feathers and fireflies,
buttons and buttockes.
For now,
shall never be then,
and furthermore
shall be the end.
G J Barrantes has published another poem since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of G's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of G's latest works: