Poetry Blogs (Nostalgic)
Jason Bayliss on Proud men i know (two short poems for father's day) (46 minutes ago)
Devon Brock on Shoeshine - Recalling the Lessons of My Father - In Memoriam (7 hours ago)
Are the essence of a highschool choir
That sings often the sounds of Queen in the style of acapella
But also the rolling notes of Ezekiel Saw the Wheel
And the thumping heart of Elijah Rock.
How Can I Keep From Singing
When piano pushed
And the opening notes gently pulled in, to meet a booming brillance
My life goes on in endless song
And I recall the disconnect...
Friday 8th December 2017 8:20 pm
I guess I'm older now, though I'm not sure it means as much as it used to. Now it just means death is closer when it used to mean my life was over and once it meant it had almost begun. Age is something I'm learning to ignore. A useless outward ticking off of calendar days. There are benefits of the mind that accent the yang of the process, and I like my stripe of grey. I think I'm handling it ...
Saturday 16th September 2017 5:12 am