Donations are essential to keep Write Out Loud going    

theta wave

are we recording?

yes?

with that the withered concierge told me

“we don’t want your type around here

too white”

regardless I made love to a cultural icon

away from the conference table

out of sight of the knowing grins

I made her smile

and as  ziggy played for time with no

reason nor rhyme

there and then I decided to hide this story in a

cavernous...

Read and leave comments (0)

dreamsshamesinjoy

Rzhepicks 2013

 

So many faces I’ve seen!

Now I do believe Darwin.

                        ***

The patient was treated for jaundice,

The autopsy showed he was Chinese.

                         ***

Rotten is well hidden and forgotten.

                         ***

Do you mind?

Or you don't mind

because you don't have mind?

                         ***

The wor...

Read and leave comments (0)

joy

Soft Summer Reverie

A small expression about being on the expanse of a windswept field, whatever the season, really, but placed in the golden, summery panorama in this poem. Please enjoy!
`
 
 
 
Amber reeds, pliant 
in the summer wind 
swaying, dancing-
 
synchronised
                     now syncopated
and back again
 
shouting then singing xanthine etudes
...

Read more …

joyblissreveriesummermusicreedkisseskesnercrypticbardpoempoet

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message