Published in Move Me Poetry·PinnedMember-onlyAbsent CynosureThe land of eternal sunset — I originally submitted “Absent Cynosure” to the Move Me Poetry Battle via Twitter. Due to Twitter character limits, I was only able to submit part of the poem — here, I present it in full. Enjoy. I found myself in the land of eternal sunset. Dusk — immortal, holding hostage —…Poetry2 min read
Published in Blue Insights·PinnedMember-onlySpare ChangeWe get what we can take — A prose poem. Last night I watched a man pay for his packs of Coca-Cola with a bag of spare change. His toothless frown — emboldened by the wrinkles encasing his face. …Poetry2 min read
Published in Blue Insights·PinnedMember-onlyA Lotus UnrootedMarble and mud — “It’s like growing lotus flowers. You cannot grow lotus flowers on marble. You have to grow them on the mud. Without mud you cannot have lotus flowers.” Thich Nhat Hanh You sat me on a marble tabletop in the foyer of our home. You fancied me a porcelain doll — one…Poetry2 min read
Published in Blue Insights·PinnedMember-onlyThis Old EarthKeeps me in line — “Oh, earth, you’re too wonderful for anybody to realize you.” Thornton Wilder, Our Town There’s not much new to this place we call Earth — the wallpaper, once silk grandeur, is cracked, and people don’t want wallpaper anymore. Or that’s what “they” say, and I guess it’s true — this…Poetry2 min read
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself·PinnedMember-onlyCreatures of the Earth After the FloodAntediluvian Manifestations — There is a life beyond the river of self-limiting belief. A redefinition of existence on our terms — untethered from the mundane expectations set for us by prisoners of an unimaginative trance. Across that twisting river of troublesome toil — on the other side of that insipid ravine lies a…Life2 min read
Published in Move Me Poetry·9 hours agoMember-onlyA Hot Mess ExposingA spectacle for those who wonder — I missed the recent #MMP battle but felt inspired by the prompt: “Hot Mess.” Declare yourself, and make it messy. Like a sweet syrup–sticky at the edge of your mouth — words form and tumble out, giving shape to thoughts that lay dormant for years — pinned beneath conformity’s wreckage of socially…Poetry2 min read
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself·1 day agoMember-onlyMysterious OvergrowthCadenza Creates Micro-Poetry (№8) — Life1 min readPhoto by Tommy Bond on UnsplashMysterious OvergrowthCadenza Creates Micro-Poetry (№8)----3
Published in Time Kap — sule·Jul 30Member-onlyYour Once Great WonderAlliterative Ponderings — Poetry1 min readPhoto by Thomas Griesbeck on UnsplashYour Once Great WonderAlliterative Ponderings----
Published in Know Thyself, Heal Thyself·Jul 24Member-onlyNo Pot of Gold WaitingLuck you will not find — At the end of the rainbow, luck you will not find. Simply a myriad of reasons you’re searching was a waste of time. For no luck resides at the rainbow’s end. Instead, you'll realize: that what is, right now, is your best friend. Not what was or what you wish…Poetry2 min read
Published in Blue Insights·Jul 5Member-onlyI Saw Your Ghost Upon the MoorA tale of allure and addiction — I saw your ghost upon the moor. I knew it was you by the way you waved to me — not half-heartedly nor with gusto– just sheepishly — just you. I waved back, garnering glances and savory snickers from the living beings nearby, but they couldn’t see what I could see the ghost of…Poetry2 min read
