Standing on the edge Looking over… Where whispery breezes Caress my hair And warm honeydew ~Smells Sensuous~ Closing my eyes… …Being stroked and held I leaned into your embrace~~~ Only to find myself falllllllinnng… My intuition Couldn’t catch me…
Category: Marathon Poem
Ash
When I say she preferred to eat ash, it’s not black and white. She filled up on radish and cabbage ash. Her body craved ash of bone and fat. She caught cotton candy ash floating in the air like snowflakes on her tongue. She withered…
The Covering
As I watched my children sitting underneath the umbrella I wanted to take a picture As thoughts of them being covered came to me Thoughts of they are covered when I am not there Because I have failed to cover them when I was there…
Good energy
So much energy in nature! Incredible how a walk can inspire me! It seems that I follow my thoughts And not my steps. Sheer joy! During my strolls I am not, but I become a time traveller who listens to the wind wispering, who…
The Text (Haiku)
Break me with your text. Say goodbye. Say you love me, But can’t stay longer.
2019 – Three – Drunk as a Monk
I’ve spent enough time on my knees as a monk to see that there’s value in being both drunk on life as a pilgrim and life as a a rascal. But can I live both, to the best that I’m able? When I left for…
My room
Ouch ouch ouch sore feet, antiseptic, echoes of retches a booming train, rustling leaves wishful thinking
The Train
Lights are dim Roads empty No water to swim Nothing seems to sink The night is dark Even stars are asleep There is nowhere to go No one to lead This scene is rare Still I am there Imagining a ray of light approaching towards…
Goldfinger
We look inside ourselves and see what’s still functioning. We constantly seek out these inane obfuscations in the hopes that it will provide some sort of direction or guidance in an otherwise lost existence. We think it’s all lost and then we hear that soothing…
Rainer Ep: 3
Rifles clanging to padded armor, The screams of kidnapped people The cries of burning victims, The woman remembered how she lost her family They were running in the streets of an unknown city, Her mother was shot clean between the eyes But she kept going…