Category Archives: POETRY

POETRY: Truth

Here the light’s a different shade; veiled, a whore’s red scarf grown dusty on a lampshade paints the walls with sex to dim the glare. An aqua boa slinks coiled around the bedpost, feathers frayed at edges once sharp and … Continue reading

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POETRY: Hope and Knowing

The morning feeds the cynical even as we shield it from the sun with hands held up in hope like leaves of the banana tree wide, long, thick enough to muffle shouting into whispers that, frail and fine, disappear in … Continue reading

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POETRY: Scent of Memory

She walks on wind and leaves a footprint on the breeze that blows beneath my house. I wake and follow her, the trail like petals scattered round magnolia trees where only summer memory turns the silver branches back to blossom.

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POETRY: Morning

The day begins with a big yellow-toothed grin, snaps a branch off into a paintbrush, and strokes green leaves onto trees that cast doubt on the sidewalks still cold from the smothering night.

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POETRY: Nature

Laughter trills like water streams above the rock and mud of beds; love gets over itself. She shakes her hair back like she’s seen the models do; it’s not the same and yet for one fast beating of her heart, … Continue reading

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POETRY: Weird Rainy Day Words

Irrational Fears Not born of sheltered privilege, nor pearl abused by father, brother, mustachioed hardened uncle, or a mother pecked by a pelican in her ninth month of bearing, or borne by ghosts and grown in rooms dark for lack … Continue reading

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POETRY: Goodbye

How do you say goodbye in Spanish? Seeking from the rolling r’s a pillow for the words, syllables that trill and spill like petals falling from a rose. How do you say goodbye en espaƱol? or for that matter, French?

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POETRY: Mating of Matter

Bad relationships are made of opposites of nature The way the sun smiles shining on an ice crystal Who sparkles with reflected love but soon weeps And lost in Sun’s embrace, disappears.

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POETRY & REALITY?: For Bob

Strange, for all the times you watched the sky cut by the flame of engines driving rockets into space; Worried, since you had a hand in it, and the men who sat within depended on you to make them fly, … Continue reading

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POETRY: Wherefrom comes love?

Wherefrom comes love? On ballerina satin toes or earthy lumberjack boots dazzling as the snowflake on a sunny day or heated up to blaze the forest black; However is an answer but the question still: Wherefrom comes love?

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POETRY: Concepts – Trying to absorb Neruda’s influence

To conceptualize ponder carve the wheel, not knowing that it will take a man to China. Content with ease of burden, speckled rocks or blood-fresh pterodactyl. Dreams that go beyond their maker like a glistening spider web or A homely … Continue reading

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LITERATURE: Blindness – The IF Factor

I've posted on the Interactive possibilities of this story on Hypercompendia, the latest post following a train of thought as the blind escape the fire and the confinement of the building. Continue reading

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POETRY: (UPDATED) Looking for that title, and the last stanza

Aspirations in An Unknown Space Fishnet-stockinged manatees dance salsas in their dreams while laughing dolphins flipper neatly  through white clouds. Sharks nest in the highest boughs  of  weeping pine tree tips  and lone tuna write their poems in caves   … Continue reading Continue reading

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POETRY: After The Rain

The stars, with broken egos, conspiredto plead their need to shine,and so relenting, the woman sweptthe clouds away and woke the sun. Continue reading

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POETRY: The Hummingbird

"Safe voyage," I wished herand green as her wings,I envied the flash of her flight "I am not free as you,"she replied in a whirof a moment where she hung like a kite in the sun "For I am set … Continue reading Continue reading

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