hike who?
did not want to pen oriental fall poem – they made me do it submitted to Fireblossom Friday over in the Garden
sprinkle think
I write the way I write because I have no choice in the matter other than to get out of the way of the words that wish to come dance […]
that peace
why does this space call form to fly here as that moth is bound to that light? why do some thoughts land here whilst others escape? what do you […]
wjk
word forming becomes form inky concrete columns birthing backwards in space uppermost dawning heralding process sending roots poetic substratas to the end upon which […]
note: i’m left
time is a standing stone tree aged and weathered wisdom’s gouged wrinkles born of element’s chisel blows whose cost is many a dead crow heavy like blackened feathers time […]
drop
Posting for today’s poetics: word prompt rain, rein, or reign and for the Toads Tuesday Platform r a i n f a l l ‘s d r o p l e t r […]
tons of sobs
electric fingertips channeling screeching soul air magiced vibrato tugging the guts of it all smoky vocal painting velvet strokes snake hipped bass lines with funk to spare a beat so […]
