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
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
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.
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, 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
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
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
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
What is a thought that it wanders so invisibly through our hastening minds? If only we could but catch each and every one of them in a silken net of dreams that we might enfold them all even as we close our eyes to sleep.
Life is a forest paved with many pathways. Some can lead you to success. While others can lead you to ruin. When you take the wrong path you can step back, and never go there again. But, if you don't turn back you may go too far and never make it back. So when you … Continue reading Pathways: Robert St. Germain