Tag Archives: isolation

Disenfranchised

I subscribe to several poetry journals. I do not find kindred spirits there, only other wandering souls who seek no connection with the poetry I find pulsing under the surface of the world that has a natural rhythm, that breathes … Continue reading

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Message in a Bottle

If you read this, you take something made of flesh and bone, a piece of time and space and breath not quite a gift, or loan or even money down upon some future equal trade, but more, one part of … Continue reading

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Alone Again

Alone again or so it seems and yet my street of broken dreams goes on and on. The moon has kissed the sun goodbye and yet hello, a kiss with which to build a dream upon. Childhood wanderings in lands … Continue reading

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Able Was I Ere I Saw Elba

Some things exist to turn perceptions inside out; their presence tends to shift and rend to shreds the veils and introduce, in even the most stable minds, some doubt — by subtlety reminding pristine saints of crucifixion’s nails. Despite all … Continue reading

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And Still Another: a alba or aubade

Before the first ray of morning sun comes over the muttering lips of the sleeping world (like the last soft warm breath of a restful sleep is released from the tight grasp of that little death) and there are not … Continue reading

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Bob Dylan

There is something boiling on the stove’s gas-driven flame Coffee, tea or chai, to me they taste about the same My cup overfloweth, and I won’t say whose to blame Each of us has demons that we must conquer and … Continue reading

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Hell is to the North

They say the way is often well-paved and leads down along the map. But I have wondered, lying listening to the constant rain, about the benefits of concrete and steel until it dawns on me. The say that Mecca is … Continue reading

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