Sunken, striking roars, shower and sweeten by a twilight totem. Offering angles of the cosmos, cascading growls birth and die. Heaved, daubing the winter air. Fit to a glimpsed bear, chasing the fog of northern light.
Category: poetry
History Revolving: Cassandra Kulay
The wind in a steampunk engine, gears grind with precision. Rollo May's theory of intelligent design, the machine used to whine, no god just man's common insight, all hail the Industrial Revolution, efficiency the hallelujah of the future. Empty factories and sometimes green, where soot and fog used to be, we extracted from the challenge, … Continue reading History Revolving: Cassandra Kulay
Contagion, Contemplation, Continuum: Richard Bartos
More, more meditation to bring realization, of nirvana and momentum of mindfulness, allowing the wheel of Dharma to bring fruition, of all its positive aspects and banefulness, to be ousted from each life gleefully results, this showing that inverse proportionality can, be accomplished as good is up and bad to ban, because it is a … Continue reading Contagion, Contemplation, Continuum: Richard Bartos
Something to Know: James Adamson
To The Glory of God To Gwyneth with Love It is like something primeval and lollipops too. It hurts and I could dwell on that but I am just happy there was a crow and I became dear to it and called it a sweetie. It blinked at me in stupefaction. All the most … Continue reading Something to Know: James Adamson
Away: Cory Buchanan
Bleeding into dusk, contracted irises stitch. Sprinting from grey fields wrapping the horizon, sapped by sirens. Buckled pale, stretched in the rumbling wind. Grinning by silent flashes, a strobe of reds, a firework in shut sight.
The Nature of Time: John Oross
I am free! Able to go where the wind takes me. Directed by its strength until it steps aside, replaced by its opposite. Suddenly with a howl, a flurry of great magnitude takes place, covering all in its embrace. Then, just as suddenly, it relinquishes its hold and is gone. I am no longer free! … Continue reading The Nature of Time: John Oross
First School Dance: Gerald Herron
First school dance, t-shirt and jeans, paid fifty cents, and walked through curiosity’s front door; and there without warning, came the invasion of the female persuasion, first slow dance, first kiss, on a gym floor; and though it all did not go as planned at the time, thought I had graduated from boy to man; … Continue reading First School Dance: Gerald Herron
Building a House on the Beach in Zanzibar with Caroline: Jim Beckta
Cutting the clay found in outcrops on the beaches of Zanzibar. Finding pockets in the coral where you will soften the clay with water from the sea. Forming the soft clay into rough bricks by hand and letting them dry. Doesn't matter if they are irregular. You can use lots of mortar. Put them in … Continue reading Building a House on the Beach in Zanzibar with Caroline: Jim Beckta
Falling into the Tides: Peter Herget
As the leaves change From red to yellow It leaves us feeling Mellow. We arrange For a new time of year. As the leaves fall We prepare, for the Month of October Is nearly over. Which in turn Leaves November, A time to remember. Being a hero or a foe, We are all in this … Continue reading Falling into the Tides: Peter Herget
Reflections: Cassandra Kulay
The wind whispers, carrying love in secret, waking on the edge of the horizon. Star by star, I put it in perspective, tear by tear, I deconstruct the past. Shivering and straining toward the future, juggling fatalism with ambition, in the palm of my hand a grain of sand that represents this earth and its … Continue reading Reflections: Cassandra Kulay
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