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Poetry With Summer Purpled Awe – Robert Okaji

1 No one wants to be forgotten or remembered for the wrong reasons, but how do we attain that sweet spot between regrettable and a barred door clanking shut? I was born in Louisiana. What happened next is that song living at the edge of memory, just beyond grasp, its lyrics gnarled and tangled in … Continue reading Poetry With Summer Purpled Awe – Robert Okaji

Poetry – Bad Weather Will Pass – Ricardo Sexton

This Bad Weather will pass Guess yes. It’s just a phase In offer; the suffering feeds Your courage haze. (Pace!) Essences. Not the problem! Life is the test, in its ounces – Every obstacle is a lesson! ‘Announcement Announces’ Hop/Drop. Time won’t stop! Reap crop! Cash. Catch up! Don’t hide. Leap! to the due Don’t […] … Continue reading Poetry – Bad Weather Will Pass – Ricardo Sexton

Positive Thought – I Do Not Care About That But I Do Care About You — thesecretblind

I do not care if your eyebrows are not on fleek. I do not care if the spot that you think is huge, is there. I do not care if you have dribbled mayonnaise all over your top from your lunch. I do not care that you have some spinach between your teeth. I do […] … Continue reading Positive Thought – I Do Not Care About That But I Do Care About You — thesecretblind

Poetry – You Are My Ocean — JohnCoyote

You are my ocean My first love was the sea. Uncontrolled and free. I danced with her, as a child. I fell into her waves and I felt the safety of her power and strength. Today by the Pacific. I traced your sun-kissed skin my love. I fell into your blue eyes, wild […] via ‘You … Continue reading Poetry – You Are My Ocean — JohnCoyote

Metaphors – Fear hÉireann

THE FEARLESS CONNECTION NONESUCH AS SUGGESTION TO MATCH AN AGE QUESTION SNUFFED OUT BY IMPRESSION OF A IGNORED TOLLED GRIEF IN THOSE ACCENTS, THE BRIEF NOTHING ACCEPT TEAR CHAIN HENCE CHEER WITH ALE AGAIN A SOLO DESIRE IS TOO PRICEY A DENIED GROUND IN HIGH SEA HURT IS KEEN AFTER BEEN TOLD BLEACHING OUT A […] … Continue reading Metaphors – Fear hÉireann

Literature – Robert Frost: “Out, Out – ” — word and silence

“Out, Out – ” The buzz saw snarled and rattled in the yard And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood, Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it. And from there those that lifted eyes could count Five mountain ranges one behind the other Under the sunset far into Vermont. And the saw […] … Continue reading Literature – Robert Frost: “Out, Out – ” — word and silence

Literature Of Love – A New Way My Delusions

Things hurt now, in a new way, the likes of which I’ve never experienced. I go out night-walking with headphones, careful to avoid the train tracks, and sometimes I try to decipher what this pain is. I want to understand it, and to be able to explain it. The closest I can come is that […] … Continue reading Literature Of Love – A New Way My Delusions

Poetry – While Trespassing I Note the Sadness of Old Fences

While Trespassing I Note the Sadness of Old Fences I write poems when I can, in late morning or during the afternoon, between chores but before dinner. And sometimes I duck through spaces void of wire barbs, and consider how to fill the incomplete, which words, what materials could repair those particular holes. I cut […] … Continue reading Poetry – While Trespassing I Note the Sadness of Old Fences

Cutting Down the Anniversary Pine

Cutting Down the Anniversary Pine Things expand. Plans change. Clouds disperse, people move. I remember swimming through a dream’s warm water, and rising for air only to find that I no longer lived within that need, in that space demanding the physiological transport of oxygen, where the laws of physics reigned supreme, and geometry, with […] … Continue reading Cutting Down the Anniversary Pine

Dichotomous – Poetry/Philosophy

two identical thoughts developed in isolation on two different hemispheres identical in structure yet paradoxical in course two identical thoughts fueled by very different greeds and executed, one with zealousy and one with jealousy, continuing to either sculpt or destruct self-conjured concepts two identical thoughts discriminated by different hates create a revolution and cast […] via … Continue reading Dichotomous – Poetry/Philosophy

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