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Today we tickled the fence. Scritch, scratch. But Mimi was the one who grinned.
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Alone.....By BlooWriter
Fear multiplies With time Tears have no voice here It lies with you Like a lover Who no longer touches you To watch you die Slowly Inside I am an endangered species There is no need for big words here Lost and broken will do Awake in the dark By the light of my fear I write for you Love pricks like...
A few random "I Remembers"
I remember being in Chicago and planning a family trip to a museum, and when my parents asked us where we wanted to go, we all agreed "anywhere except the planetarium". We went to the planetarium. I had a good time and was pissed at my parents for making a point. I remember going to an aquarium and...
The Thin Line...by BlooWriter
There is a thin line he said Between love and crazy He is right you know I have been crazy all my life And now For him.. The consequence is an irritation In my bones and blood He feeds The leech in me I want to take all Even his breath And keep it.. Place his essence between God and me So that if I...
Judson Jerome on Poetry
Really like this quote posted at writersonlineworkshops.com: "Poetry is more fundamental than written language.... It is one of the characteristics that defines us as human.... Where there are people, there is speech; where there is speech, there is poetry." —Judson Jerome, The Poet's Handbook...
کبھی عشق ہو تو پتہ چلے
کہ بساط جان پہ عذاب اترتے ہیں کس طرح شب و روز دل پہ عتاب اترتے ہیں کس طرح یہ جو لوگ سے ہیں چھپے ہوئے پس دوستاں ... تو یہ کون ہیں یہ جو روگ سے ہیں چھپے ہوئے پس جسم و جان تو......
Dark Angels of a Twilight Moon
Flower Poetry: Poppy Poetry Dandelions Red Hibiscus General Subject Poetry: Nonsense Poetry Sleeping Rust Pizza Squirrel Trashy Poetry Texas Toast Killing the Kitchen God Beautiful Enemy Angel Fire Dictionary of Dreams Queue the Sunset Dusk Like a Dying Mirror Copper Moon Gift Wrapped Garbage Easter...
Twilight Songs of New Moon Angels
Flower Poetry: Poppy Poetry Dandelions Red Hibiscus General Subject Poetry: Nonsense Poetry Sleeping Rust Pizza Squirrel Trashy Poetry Texas Toast Killing the Kitchen God Beautiful Enemy Angel Fire Dictionary of Dreams Queue the Sunset Dusk Like a Dying Mirror Copper Moon Gift Wrapped Garbage Easter...
My Favorite Jim Harrison Books
Jim Harrison is my favorite author. His writing connects me to that place where the natural and mystic worlds mingle. There is something out there more authentic than strip malls, fast food and wireless access and his poems, stories and essays remind me of this. Here are a few of my favorite Jim...
Awful poetry
I was digging through my old blogspot hosted blog, where I said I intended to write some poetry, six years later I've only written two poems and looking back on the they read awful ... In the corner of my eye, Past the narrow window space, In front of the muted industrial background, A clean pure...
Conglomeration/A poem of mine from 1966
The dark headlines of humanity ring the zero twisted way-The radio bird announcers tell of all the dead today-How they died..Why they cried..excuses inane plain....What they claim for their belief make right they give pain...For any political analytical hysterical screaming mob...Can get a cause in...
I want you...
when I tell you I want you I hope it's something that "haunts" you when I tell you I want you I'm trying to enlighten you rather than taunt you when I tell you I want you understand me being who I am I am taking a chance when I tell you I want you it's because with in me you've stirred & awakened...
"You by the river / became a purple- / flower"
don't feel you today you must be asleep or out in the country i would like to bake us some bread would like to curl up inside your right arm while you read me to sleep / to sleep with your voice such a comfort now we would grow calm * when fantasizing you became a windshield placed carefully around...
7 for 7 in the Poetic Asides November PAD Chapbook Challenge
Well, I'm 7 for 7 in the Writer's Digest Poetic Asides November Poem a Day Chapbook Challenge. Anyone else participating?
Theresa Hak Kyung Cha
Pablo Picasso was a poet and a good one, but it would be a tragedy if his literary work had somehow diverted attention from his achievement as an artist. Theresa Hak Kyung Cha was an artist and a good one, but it is in no way a tragedy that her book, Dictée, has, to a large extent, eclipsed her...
A thing of beauty is a joy forever
OK so Bright Star was in a win-win situation: John Keats: check Jane Campion: check Ben Whishaw: check The trailers were promising. Campion was going to have to do something pretty stupid for me not to like this film, for me not to love this film. For those who don't know the story, it is told...
grasping
not enough air not enough breath held captive by the iron cage of normalcy dying to live to be free to be wild and unsnared longing to be extraordinary writing words waiting to see what life is born into them
Happiest Day: Edgar Allen Poe
The Happiest Day, the Happiest Hour by Edgar Allan Poe The happiest day - the happiest hour My sear'd and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride and power, I feel hath flown. Of power! said I? yes! such I ween; But they have vanish'd long, alas! The visions of my youth have been - But...
Poems from Virtue and Annihilation by Jim Gustafson
THE JOY TRIUMPHANT Oh to be alive in the world! Alive in the world! In love with the world in the world! To be drunk in the presence of grace, and alive in the world, so very alive in the world! To be enthralled with it all with the thrill of being alive in the world. Drunk in the presence of grace...
