Five Fleas Itchy Poetry

  Welcome, Friend ~Kelly Sauvage Moyer One  The very one who self becomes, a self of always, a that, a part of some moment in a maybe….walks...

  The Love Buggy ~Kelly Sauvage Moyer Google the kitchen of the Internet, why did I come here again? ~Keith Snow in the blink of an eye borr...

  from the voice within my mind cuckoo song ~albert schlaht Cold Comfort My skeleton, Bob But three jumpers on, He said it was just the job,...

  house centipede... I take a moment to celebrate my fingers and toes ~Patrick Sweeney pinball nudge instead of church all we needed to know...

May Day a new blossom on  my Christmas cactus ~John J. Dunphy day done I ride on the clouds waving to Lucy ~Tejendra Sherchan all night dine...