They turn their head the other way look back again to see her play Where is she? Where did she go? They turn their head for a moment nowhere to show! They screamed her name time and time again! No where to find her A…
Category: Miscellaneous
Poem (#12)
Thin blue glass filled With clear water cool in hand Fell before lips touched
cyclamen
my cyclamen is still alive believe me it’s a miracle the second flush of flowers bloom all pink and poised and lyrical its perfect little potted place is perched above the microwave beside a friendly maidenhair fern of a feather misbehave the sun…
Mansion
#prompt 14, natural environment with unnatural environment The old mansion lay At the end of road Haunted, said many Whose thinking was not broad Rich history that surrounded Warmness that seeped Tainted by superstition Years of stories reaped Insides dark And full of terror Outside…
Poem (#11)
We talk in general Terms like that thing and this stuff You said use your words
14 HARD TO LET GO
MELANCHOLIC, YES NOSTALGIC, YES BUT ALL THINGS CONSIDERED, I’VE HAD HAPPY AND SAD MEMORIES OF YOU TO BE CHERISHED AND TO FOREGO ALL AT THE SAME TIME. AN EDIFICE OF HURT, LONELINESS, GUT-WRENCHING PROBLEMS BUT A CITADEL OF CAMARADERIE, SHARING, HUMANITY, COMPANIONSHIP, JOY, RESPECT, AND…
Rushing
What am I doing… trying to fill the room with sage and bibles and yoga mats and space, I need space, so more things are going to those that have not, I need space, clarity and unmarked carpet… I need space and so I rush…
Hour fourteen- The Skull with the Daisy
The graying clouds had overcome the sun Leaving it dreary and depressed Glad to have the heat calmed I knew rain wouldn’t be far behind The hike had been long And I was sore But I hastened my stride Not wanting to be out late…
Hour 11: Nihilistic Part III.
and we circle back, a routine, suffering in a broken hymnal. a serpent ate your fruit, punished you in your desolate lands, stuck you out in the garden against the burning sun, to think you had all the bones and all the gold between your…
Poem 14 — Confusion & Hallucinations
Can you hear that?? The mailbox was talking, What is going on? The gas in my car Got mad and started walking. Knock! Knock! I heard at the door, What a sight before fuchsia eyes! I can’t take this anymore. A big black tree smiled…