There is a journey Not a path I chose But a life chosen for me I was given an opportunity A chance to love hopelessly To take the journey of difficulty One day I met you That first day I met you That’s when it…
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Prompt #14
“The land knows you, even when you are lost.” Rich and Raw Unblemished and pure Wild and free Mother Nature The earth runs in my veins her soil feeds my hunger affinity divine kinship and familiarity, You give unto me. Nurture so sublime. A perfect…
So Bright (Poem #13)
The sun is so bright How could there be a sad day The sun is so bright It lights the moon in a special way The sun is so bright My day will never be the same The sun is so bright My skin can…
Lost and Found
The land knows you, even when you are lost. It will find you and bring you home. Sometimes faith feels so distant and it leaves the landscape dark. But the light inside of your spirit will illuminate bright with a steady spark. Keep your eyes…
Prompt 13: coffee talk memories
coffee talk memories moonbeams in the cold, black coffee quakes in the chipped cup just out of reach of my fingertips on that damn shelf you built for me: glass shards in concrete, wrapped in honey-stained fir… re-purposed dock planks where we first fucked, embraced…
Prompt 11: This Accident of Being Lost
This Accident of Being Lost (Leann Betasamosake Simpon) these dark trees breathe for me many times a day when I cannot walk myself – no longer able to take one more step or falling breathless into holes in the path edged with grasses too tall…
Brilliance
How were they so Great? Did they study harder than me? Did they work harder than me? What made them so capable of Intelligence? These questions haunted me As I turned over the pages Of the autobiography of Marie Curie And her husband, the famous…
Prompt #13 Sonder
People are complex and sophisticated though hopeless and helpless when left to their own devices. I thought I was the only one trapped in the endless circle complexities of life decisions and consequences. Carrying around this weight I just couldn’t shake off. It refused to…
Prompt 10: wicked Sevenling
at best you are beauty, sex, freedom in tiny drops of body fluid. at worst you are ugly, barren, slavery, gigantic slabs of concrete. they say over time, wet wears stone. (c) r. l. elke
Hour 13, Throwback
Hogwash, hokum, horsefeathers, hooey and humbuggery, tarradiddle, trash, twaddle, tommyrot and tomfoolery: Don’t give me your blatherskite, blarney or bunkum, I’m through with your senseless trumpery.