The Web Poetry Corner
DreamMachineThe Web Poetry Corner is a Dream Machine Site
The Dream Machine --- The Imagination of the World Wide Web
Google

The Web Poetry Corner

Christopher Eberly

of

East Norriton, US

Home Authors Alphabetically Authors Date Submitted Authors Country Submission Rules Feedback



If you have comments or suggestions for Christopher Eberly, you can contact this author at:
Ebsquash@comcast.net (Christopher Eberly)


Find a book store near you, no matter where you are located in the U.S.A.!


Cerzan

...the best independent ISP in the Twin Cities

Gypsy's Photo Gallery


tribe of a Hollow Heart

by

Christopher Eberly

The tribe of a Hollow Heart
believed in simple things and called it an art.
Their thoughts were slender, thin, and consommé
Their priests would marry all but the gay

Then along came a hairless man with great features
And OOOHHH such a wonderful ass
He was soooo sight amazed of the men in the room
That he looked past the prettiest lass

His pants were tight leather and chained pair of ear
It reached past his nuts and into his
Rear

He smiled like us and we quick faced it back
Braved it like little Kings
So it must be a fact

If you like men or if you like girls
Some like nuts and
Some like squirrels
So what if your "like" is not mine
To share
To quantify Love is not ours to
Bear
So smile and love and
Feel fit to Share


Untitled

by

Christopher Eberly

I turn around, only to have my neck caught with strings
MustenEye accept the time as it is_?
And simile?
The doctor fixes all and asks to sign in
Waxes debauchery out of his silky skin

His straining eyes look for specks in the air
Like trying to find gold in a bottle of wine
Fairy says, "So listening to those freaks will keep you dead, robbing from the sun
But you were the King, right?"

Yesterday, and another
How to eat? When others not?