Taking wing

‘She’s away and westward bound Far above the clouds she’ll fly Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall And the sun always shines..’ – Gordon Lightfoot, Early Morning Rain Poems, songs about planes usually come in varietal shades of gone poets and lyricists see escape oh,…

We

The earth is like a blue bottle jelly fish a creature of many creatures floating in an ocean of cosmic gas. We hurtle through space at an incredible speed pushed by waves from an unknown source. And we each are part of the other. Singular,…

20~19

I walk alone.   No matter who is beside me, behind me, or in front of me.   I walk alone.    When I pause to rest, or recuperate… I am alone.    Even among friends who covet me, Or hate me.   I walk…

Plant Therapy: Codependency (Prompt 14)

Spent most of my twenties wrapped around another person like overgrown ivy that no one thought to manage. Unmanageable in every imaginable way, so naturally, I had to be removed. What people don’t understand is the strength of an unmaintained vine – how it can…

The Great American Nothing

From the feeder corn that made this all possible The crops worth much less than the land The beating heart of the nation pumping syrup through the veins of the tribes Out of many one- you die with no heart But life’s hard when you…

(Hour 22) 19.30pm-20.30pm. PROMPT: visual image

town of ghosts & oils of snakes now we have Rueben, Stella wants to leave yesterday get to her grandparents & bunker down till tomorrow never while i too am keen to disappear i need to find petrol possibly a spark plug, battery, new tires &…

Hour 22

Doubt is but A feather you pluck As you molt your wings To make room for new growth

The World’s an Ashtray – hour 22, prompt 22

The world’s a giant, sooty ashtray holes in walls, with smoke-black stains our sins, the earth’s full burning pain the trash, we dump in bucket loads glass on sidewalks and crushed in roads they cut the ground with fractured nodes each hole spies a different…