Fickle Muse |
Fickle MuseFlash!An inspiration.Thundering implication.Words, ina torrent of imagination,run in rivuletsacross the fertile page.Elsewise ...an idea floats softly,slips beneath the surfaceof my conscio...
Posted by on Thu, 28 May 2009 12:15:00 GMT |
Vagabond |
Vagabond What are you looking at?I may be old, now,face lined with years of toil,bleary eyes still moistwith last night's wine --I'm still a man.Once I had vigor,the strength of youth, andrighteousnes...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 17:03:00 GMT |
Whirlwind at Rest |
Whirlwind at Rest Chaos chained in ebony cloud, soundless screams in kaleidoscopic color. Faces, faces, whirling faces steal somnolence night after night. Sweaty awakening in darkened tangle of sheets...
Posted by on Fri, 22 May 2009 19:38:00 GMT |
Confessions of a Soldier |
Confessions of a Soldier"Come closer.." barely audible,the soldier's whispered sigh --I leaned as gurgling wordsthrough lips cracked and dry,brought trickling crimson truthwith rasping breath revealin...
Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 09:12:00 GMT |
Cherry Blossom Time (Tanka) |
Cherry Blossom Time (Tanka)Immersed in fragranceamid the colorful bloomsand tranquil settingof paths lined with cherry trees,my spirit responds with awe. DWD 09
Posted by on Sun, 17 May 2009 07:15:00 GMT |
Newborn |
NewbornThey come from the sky,soft sighs andsongs and nurturing love,soothing of pain andeasing of hunger.In my unfocused world,soft voices coo, andhands caress in answerto my hungry cries'neath the h...
Posted by on Wed, 13 May 2009 21:12:00 GMT |
House Atop the Hill |
The House Atop the Hill'Twas high above the rest,its riches exposed to all:set apart,worlds apart,from the houses far below.Many rooms ofspotless showcase furnitureuntouched by lifeso as not to soil i...
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 15:48:00 GMT |
Mom (Tanka) |
Mom (Tanka)Brought into this worldin an atmosphere of love,introduced to Mom.Then nourished and instructedto take my place in the world.DWD 09
Posted by on Sun, 10 May 2009 16:12:00 GMT |
Stagnant |
StagnantHow did it happen?I was a fine vessel once,sturdy and proud,withstanding the poundingwaves of strife,nary a tremor to betray me.Now, I'm awash, drowningmy sorrows instagnant waters, wonderingi...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 14:55:00 GMT |
Voice of the Prophet |
Voice of the ProphetThe voice of the prophetcried impending doom:raised eyebrows,chuckles answeredin amused detachment.Time went on,as it always had.The voice of the prophetcried impending doom:Laught...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Apr 2009 05:20:00 GMT |
