Tantra voyage |
I apologise about my leave of absence, but sometimes even poets need a vacation. So I rarely write about sex....(just sometimes), but this past week at the Writers Block/Blue Note open mic sex was th...
Posted by on Wed, 06 May 2009 11:41:00 GMT |
I am |
A writers prompt following a gallery show at Oakland University. Images were shown of multi-racial people who were photograghed in bust shots and were to write something beneath them. We were suppos...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Apr 2009 13:06:00 GMT |
Ocean |
(lyrical)PovertyIt's nothin' but an endless seathere's not to dobut keep on swimmingHope this ocean don't swallow me....PovertyIt is nothin' but an endless seathere's not to do but keep on swimmingHop...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Feb 2009 04:35:00 GMT |
Armadillos and Butterflies |
Said I'm always on the outside Lookin' in them roomswhere warmth is all aglowand they are filled with everyonethat everyone knowswhere kindness is obtuseand the people, they've learnedto do what they ...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 00:24:00 GMT |
Untitled |
The world spins round like some flavored disco...Ball, Violet spots from rubbing eyes and daysGone by buried by days, buried by nightsAnd lost n sunrise, is it not the silencefollowing the crescendo,t...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 18:48:00 GMT |
Bitter |
So, as in the fury of fury...a scientific theoryAll points led to thisPreying Mantisand what is next?Because it is not death.I've showed you my war facebared and grinning for vengenceFor all I've been...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Jan 2009 18:35:00 GMT |
Fifteen Thousand |
15000, fists a'beating on the floor boardsthe light is faint and peaksas if somedasy there will be moreMad love, like the taste of life, not hungerappreciation of something, something unfathomableUnfa...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2008 01:51:00 GMT |
Making the Best of Frayed |
A stray wire like pubic hair, or Einstein's Spare and balding am IDistressed and fragile breakageIn a flood gate of blood dreamsAnd swollen bellies filled with wreckagefrom the hurricane, the great st...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 20:26:00 GMT |
Pride and Terrorism |
It's the war on terrora foundation instilled.Everyone is suspectand horror is the will.First they turn our faces,then they turn our backs.Spilttin and killing, the samea heart attack.THIS IS THE JIHAD...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 20:16:00 GMT |
Villanelle for Terrorism |
The evening is a darkened shadewithin windows torn and fogged throughhorses like those rode on waves, still sensed is the evil raid.Created light is poisoned, greydissolved away from those keep conten...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Dec 2008 20:05:00 GMT |
