Friday, July 24, 2009

Anagrams. I love them.

These three poems were really fun to write. they are each made entirely of anagrams; every pair of lines are anagrams of each other. Anyway, without further ado here they are, in order of when I wrote them:


This is a Holy Rose Song
Or is only a hog’s thesis

Father urges everyone
Refuse the graven yore.
Test a liar’s snake tongues
As Nukes set on trial’s stage.
If IQ rained upon us,
Drips a unique info
Ah, yo-yoing or bein’ ugly wouldn’t be illegal
You, you’ll be laying or be wading, then I go.
Aha, Do you feel me, twin?
…With a module of an eye
What’s peaceful ends it; this:
Watch the sun feel as it dips


-insane genius or
Asinine surgeon

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I once felt: Left on ice.

Marooned and alone
A nonrandom elodea
It must be the way dreams
At bedtime they swarm us
Here’s my twilight
Merely this wight
Darkness, oh, darkness
Dark shore’s dankness
Time curls distorted
Trite cloudred mists
Oh my broken inside
My bodkins heroine
Her trenchant red eves
Thrashed nerve center
Senses marred, I freeze
Dreaminess refreezes
Trudges forever isolated, done
A distorted refused lover, gone

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Smile for me
Miles of REM
adorning me
dreaming on
averted eyes
see every tad
reddish moon
hidden rooms
once by roads
nobody cares
back for more
Of Amber Rock

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That's all for now. I used the internet anagram server. it's fun you should try it. :)

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