Ron Cooke .
granite and ice
cruel and barren place
snow hare scurriesBret Mars .
cliff face-
the evening sun turns
a piton into goldMaya Amal Idriss ~
~
He wrote screech
The ugly sole as face
His message remains
Suffering all frictions
Doomed in the weight
Mother Earth
Inflicting the unspoken
On the sole and lineage
All self imposedMaya Amal Idriss Magic of the
Self imposed
That screech
Whether invisible, adjusted
or circumventing
Non of my concern
The path within your choice
Though :
James Braun
crisp paper
the sweet smell of success
erasing
~ ~ ~
Ocean Kiss
Senses & nonsense ... Poetic mood ... Whatever self imposes ... Heartfelt
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Behind closed curtains
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