Burial You buried your cat in your backyard, only you put him in a casket. Yes, a tiny little casket with a shrine underneath a small tree. You loved him more than any human, more than your wife, your siblings, your parents….
Category: Miscellaneous
Poem 8: A Tribute to Emily Bronte “Solarism”
Ah… the sun The ultimate commander of humility and the tales we have spun Continually restoring life But spelling death too defining acceptance and obedience Cutting the air with a knife Is our sky a desert Where caped corpses laugh at our…
Earth View
The tallest house I lived in was two stories. The tallest building I’ve been in was 102. I’ve flown in the sky at 35,000 feet — So high the people looked like dust. The moon is 238,000 miles away. Mars is 140 million miles away….
Insignificant Events in the Life of a Cactus by Dusty Bowling
armless she stuns at first glance but looks past rude stares to allow gawkers the opportunity to reveal their kinder, gentler selves it doesn’t always happen befriending the boy whose Tourette’s keeps him alone in a world filled with ‘others’ who simply haven’t been separated…
Heavy Crowns
Heavy are the crowns of kings Whose mettle sings of steal Their hearts ablaze with righteous fury Infected by hate and fear The conquerors soon to be conquered Of their own design
prompt 7 – (photo – building) squared eyes
squared eyes i see into you through the angles of what you show me hiding colour and possibility like jewels in glass cages who have forgotten they, too are Earth medicines older than rivers i can feel no escape from these boxes containing the…
Where the Crawdads Sing
A young girl left to fend for herself Just her and swamp and the birds A tiny network keeping her afloat Letting her believe that she is doing it all alone A murder Falling in love with the one person her age that…
Average
98.6 degrees with nary a cough, sniffle, or a sneeze While wearing a mask, isolating, worrying about disease, Having below120 systolic and 90 diastolic blood pressure, A heart that makes between 60 and 100 beats per minute, Not working at the office eight hours,…
Normality
This hour the prompt Has broken my brain! Chasing my thoughts Driving me insane! Refusing limitations, I shall not be cubed Condensed into normal Is just short of rude! Majestic and magical With unicorns I ride! Joined by the Fairies We jest and and we…
Weird Is What We Make It – hour 7
Weird is what we make it And normal’s just myth Paid for by their bottom line It never did exist They tell you what you want to wear Then tell you what to eat In marketing and strategy And everyone you meet Give me gothic…