from more broken dreams and hollow words, marching one, two, three with a bravery born from of a grievous cupidity colonial fears the hands of a state creates a river of tears beyond their years and through it all, some learned nothing at all before the fall we knew it all, they say, like water flows blind and washes the slate and maybe one day … Continue reading my thoughts and prayers
these bits and pieces from some other place of here and there we often leave no trace for our delusions, the journey moved us forward. along the banks of it we haunt as knitted caps and the other parts go into the trees, of leaves, the scent of thee breath in the decay, the days, we betray of barking dogs and the hawks overhead hunting … Continue reading i found today
a reflection as black is to white good to bad we drift past and wonder at it all as if our lives are threads our soul the veins pushing through and wile away the hours as we flow {psst…yes you…this is what i call a spiral poem…you read them line by line going up or down, including the title} inspired by WPC :: a … Continue reading are you
last couple days staring at a blank screen attempting to wish words into being at what i was seeing and its meaning for we turn it all off and go to bed wake up the next day to 17 dead and democracy falls for 13 Reds for the cursor blinks and the sky goes dark guess mental health seems like a jolly lark and what … Continue reading enough
the cycles out of turn and burns away passions turn to erudite diversions eyes alight in joy of contemplation as gray temples transform into a crown now that half a century has passed me by and by, i still cry sometimes, and though the raging hormones with their dip and dive i am alive and thrive in solitude for that sweet knight i yearned for at … Continue reading the dark moon years
nestled underneath a blanket of snow are the seeds of you, the blossoms of you and when thou awakes from your long repose shall i love and adore you even more than i did the year before, for i know like the eyes of a starving bee i am at the longing for the greening of you that sweet scent of you in the air … Continue reading for the scent of you
the days of gray went away the sun shone briefly and revealed some of the blue sky shrugged off the lugubriousness for a few hours old shining one for a little bit cast hazy shadows on the snow and blessed be Continue reading of my yesterday
reset beset me as I dream of revolutions we will ride away on vintage bicycles as someone yonder plays the mandolin a dog barks overhead and faintly someone sings Leonard Cohen’s ‘Democracy’ to the rhythm of a bodhran, yet, maybe that’s all madness that intangible force the deadened hours staring at that light green wall again Continue reading a few lines written whilst waiting for my router
for every river there may be a way to take to the other side dp :: STRATEGY Continue reading a bridge
ice fell from all the rooftops onto the sidewalk below, as the sun shone anew i ventured off to the forks of my river with you and the air was so mild that it made me smile as we stopped so you could sniff out the news What Is A Fib Poem? Pincus, who dubbed the poems Fibs for their basis in the Fibonacci sequence. … Continue reading whilst walking around with my dog
taught me how to skate to make friends to go with the flow along your banks i live again amen Continue reading that river of mine
all that which I need for which I have sought after is in my control dp :: VIABLE Continue reading illuminating
it was the Solstice 2017 and all through the village I could hear dancers on the green with drummers drumming so i drifted that way towards the beauty and joy leaked out through my eyes, is why I wore shades that summers day for WPC :: some more of what I saw that day Continue reading that day, and why i wore shades
by PaulaB 