Metaphoric Appliance |
..tr>..table> ..tr> Almost constant floating and flowing abstract beauty in a boiling bottle ascending and descending liquid mass swells and scatters irregular and som...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 20:53:00 GMT |
the cure-all formula |
I know a way we can change the world todaynot by our political reasoning'snot by our vain philosophiesits only when we learn to love again.we have lost the capacity to feel todayour frail human reserv...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 09:07:00 GMT |
Death of a Coke Can |
Once tall and bursting with color your beauty shone sparkling red and white. You stood proud and dignified without any knowledge of your future flight. Your hardened exterior seemed to reinforce your ...
Posted by on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 22:29:00 GMT |
Satanism |
I have been thinking about something today that I think needs addressed. That is satanism. Satanists it seems to me, are full of contradiction. They claim they want to be accepted by others whether it...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 17:22:00 GMT |
TRAVAIL OF COMING SPRING |
TRAVAIL OF COMING SPRING Inanimate freeze ceases to remain. Golden radiance beams about it's form, it sweats it's beads of warmed liquid flow, cascading like the streaming of rain in a storm. L...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jul 2007 20:07:00 GMT |
Mans Life Is But Seasons |
Mans Life Is But SeasonsI.When the new dawn comes washingwith green, then warm blowing wind.I am taken to the thought of birth,the birth of a child.Man arises as a child in the springof life,like a ne...
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 02:59:00 GMT |
Scarecrow |
And I was caught inthe waterfall effect of love,in the missing presence of love,the void, love shaped spaceof love.I am absent in thepicture of love,I, this scarecrow, barren,remnant of love.
Posted by on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 15:07:00 GMT |
You Wear The Mask Well |
You wear the mask well.Chaos undetected outside of yourprivate hell.You wear a mask so clean.Filth goes unoticed....unseen.You wear a mask that displays such peace;yet inside tornados of uncertaintydo...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 15:06:00 GMT |
What does it mean to be human? |
What does it mean to be human? I cannothelp but suspect that at one time in the history of thinking that peoplebelieved that it meant that we were spiritual and that we could makechoices and were capa...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Sep 2006 15:03:00 GMT |
This is my contribution to Appalachian poetry |
Appalachian spring woke by the dawn.The flowing, gentle, morning comes.The greenery embowers the colorful field.She opens her blue eyes.With her radiance hidden by the mountain high rise.Land stills, ...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 18:32:00 GMT |
