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PTSD
Post traumatic stress is real last year was hard we powered through it, but it has left a scar on my spirit traumatic, bad events do that they activate a fear response and then one has to recover that’s the opposite of innocence that mark of difficult experience how to wash it away? that’s the question at hand for, I want…
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eye obelisks
in my eyes over there a far off world twists about like a spider's web across the path tiny voices say, "you'll feel better one day" please understood i did my best even the carving staircase lifts woodchips gather piled at the floor you were painting alongside my mess our hands meet in the middle every time some delays…
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New Arc or All of the Above
Wife, concubine, muse, mistress, prostitute, woman… if a man can have all of the above why can’t we... So…been there done that.. All positions worthy of the tell as to what stage I am performing poorly on & on Concubine sounds good if the man is sound Man enough to share in the realization that I need, want, desire the…
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pick a pound
pick a pound of cotton pan a pound of gold think I’d rather pick a pound of cotton before I’d make it to the ground and fold I’d weave a suit of armour as light as could be without the whips and chains and claims surrounding me faster than the speed of sound, more charming than a wave, pans all dusted in gold drove my man…
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new & small
kinda like time hung on the wall or a mountain valley having breathing maybe where a cat kills a baby robin at least a treasure short in duration like a sun slips away settling down behind where dream's fire up the difficulty climbs younger or older orchards each one one day will be peace with dove songs & rivers mad could…
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I Think
Just when I think I understand nature I get disappointed By humans Just when I think I have faith in you I get dismayed By science Just when I think I am comfortable in my own skin I get humbled By age Just when I think I believe in magic I get sidelined By sanity Just when I think I am happy in love I get betrayed By…
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It's not hard
It’s not hard for me to love because I’ve been loved it’s not hard for me to be loyal because I’ve lived with loyal people it’s not foreign to me to be kind because I grew up with a kind mother I can’t take credit for feeling familiar with love! the angel has lived on my shoulder all along I was lucky to be born with…
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77
77 and another few, not knowing what was before and never he was the favorite of another, and the second most hated son feeling in the winter, today lasts forevermore forever ain't that long when heaven seems constant at the door he was the world's greatest lover who never touched a soul he was the grasper of the moment…
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everything
all for nothing
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Blue Moon
Blue Moon, You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue Moon, You knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for Someone I really could care for And then there suddenly appeared before me The only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper, 'Please adore me'…
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So soft
So soft light grey, rainy day long pants, long sleeves a sweater, an umbrella! smoke scent, so cozy white sky Fall it all feels like home
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Cricket decorated for pie.
“Play me a song” came out of my mouth up to a single blade of grass I was the insect. Some music is mine some isn’t. Tiny chimes barely can move my ears yet I am shakin with messages. Green fields run far as a universe to me while giant salamanders play guitars and mountain music. Here acoustics are drinkable waterfalls…
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Dreamland Review
One of my co-workers, Darin Coelho Spring, recently put together a collection of poetry, vignettes and artwork from local artists and writers here in the Placerville, CA area and included a few pieces by Donald Sydney Fryer and the late Clark Ashton Smith. Darin graciously included one of my poems in the collection and…
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I wish I could fly
you say you love me but I'm always so far away if I could I would give you the sun and moon but I wish I could fly. the world turns and time goes by so fast God I wish I could fly I'd show you the things that I dream and the places that we've been because your always here with me. it's cool outside and the summer has…
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party animal
sunset as we do though the nights get fuller moon days are (seven) nights outnumbered as all time rips through the neck like sun on the pavement, porch & prod, lookup where'd it go? when faced with the familiar smell of dirt identify -- if that were the last to go, the first to come home would be to remember the smallest…
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Iambic Pentameter Couplets (rhyming and non-rhyming)
I step into autumn showers prepared wearing bright and glassy hanging earrings.
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very different doormats
I took my shoes off, On the pavement Baring my soles. Fat chalk in pretty pale colors Flaked off on our finger tips. You scrawled a message, And I pasteled a portrait, Shading our meaning, All over the ground. It was a smiley face. It said, He + She = We. You teach math; That’s a simple sentence. I said, like simon who…
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never argue with a fool
Great minds talk about ideas, Average minds talk about things, Small minds talk about other people. --Unknown Handle them carefully, for words have more power than atom bombs. --Pearl Strachan Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on…