Poetry Blogs (2011, Peace)
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Monday 26th December 2011 10:18 pm
Now I have released the Beast
I send it forth
Tail whipping; teeth snatching
thither and yon
until thaumaturgically charged
it breaks forth
black and gold
until thaumaturgically charged
Monday 14th November 2011 12:48 pm
Tuesday 25th October 2011 4:38 pm
Our Children’s Timeline
Time has meaning to everyone,
We may be nestled within our own
Quarter of the globe,
But time is everyone’s meaning
For we don’t know,
Can never grasp the sense
Of how long we each last
Upon this world.
Depths to write futures and
As humans we hope ascend
The days that history ta...
Tuesday 25th October 2011 2:48 am
That mourning I went to the woods,
misrepresented by madness.
Life chastened, clouds crept on whilst I cried up on my cross.
I picked obscure rose petals and placed them in abandoned jam jars.
I trampled on my spirit, a quiet cost.
I found an inner peace, like a pardon.
A new diadem excavated encircled my loss.
I danced on wet grass with God, crown festooned.
I grasped but my hand me...
Tuesday 11th October 2011 10:56 am
Sunday 11th September 2011 4:51 am
Peace across the skies, across the continent, for now.
Across all those people, all those faces, all those minds and lives.
Many millions died for that peace, now only fragmented memories
gone forever, forgotten by this generation but remembered by
God and Satan. All the blood has dried into the cracked earth and
the guns are silent as we trust our...
Friday 9th September 2011 11:08 pm
Black and orange butterfly flies zig zag pattern over a river dodging speedy dragonflies, low over the water at mad angles. Sense of speed beyond all else. Movement pure and simple. Past dragonfly territory, over the rocky river bank. Looking, searching for what? Something. What?
Feel a little tired. Land on a rock to rest, blur of flapping wings before a halt. Nice to c...
Thursday 25th August 2011 11:24 pm
HOW WE DANCED
Around and round we danced in an exotic Asian club to pounding alternative music. Who said they couldn’t party? Like it’s their, our, last night on earth. Little did we all know that this prophecy was true? One night if fun with a Taiwanese lady, only dancing you understand. They are not like western ladies. On and on we danced feeling alive, when we kissed it was like fire of t...
Monday 22nd August 2011 3:27 pm
She said that I looked Irish, as we sat and warmed our hands
Beating djembe herding us to sway and stamp and clap
I looked across and through the flames
That sighed and licked up over logs
Into her eyes, in all their eyes
The light: not fading, changed
Scarlet ribbons curling around
Stripes of orange a...
Thursday 14th July 2011 9:46 am
It’s all about those up-downs
In the stomach,
I did it for the hit-and-miss;
A squeeze in the gut.
That’s what it was,
Hate for love, love for hate
And all of those.
Drawing together opposites;
Sucking in at the teeth,
And raging at opposites.
I fought in words, li...
Tuesday 24th May 2011 1:20 am
i will not be scorched
by the flame of another
i shall keep my fire
fueled only by the pure
kindling found deep
within the terrain
of my wooded home
the sun shall bring
enough light by day
and a torch well-lit
shall provide steady
footsteps to tread
the dark by night
[as I search for what
I cannot find or name]
no light save by the moon
on occasion when it
Tuesday 8th February 2011 12:50 pm