POEM – Dry Fountain Wishes – B Gourley (the !n(tro)verted yogi)

https://berniegourley.com/ Sly town stretches along the sea,backed by sacred mountains.And amid shabby, city streetssits a broken fountain. And when the church bells peal at dusk,the drunk, they sing out loud.And all the robbers and the thievesslip through the gathered crowds. Pockets are picked and watches slippedfrom wrists of the hapless.On painted women, gooseflesh shows —theirContinue reading “POEM – Dry Fountain Wishes – B Gourley (the !n(tro)verted yogi)”

Published in Troutswirl (Haiku Prism – Orange) – Isabel Cave

twilight…the irises wallowin afterglow Happy to have this haiku included in Haiku Dialogue – Haiku Prism: Orange. HAIKU DIALOGUE – Haiku Prism – Orange & Intro to the way of … Isabel Caves at: https://isabelcaves.wordpress.com/

Reception Room 52 – Maria Gianna Iannucci (Reflections on Existence)

https://giannaiannucci.com/ sew and patch a lesser love the lukewarm quilt barely covers enough ~ M.G. Iannucci 2020 I am hemming the sorrow of a courser weave, preparing to leave. ~ Voluntary simplicity is nonviolent. Choosing to leave lesser forms of loving is also the cultivation of elegant minimalism. The singleness of unity is not scarcity,Continue reading “Reception Room 52 – Maria Gianna Iannucci (Reflections on Existence)”

mUd – Kritika (Undressed Thoughts)

https://undressedthoughts.com/ slippery brown in the greenrains create this blessed scenetasting it all are many small feetplayfully they dance as the Nature greets motherly comfort when they falltransforms to a bed as they crawlmassaging their muscles with its greasereadying future soldiers by acting as their lee byKritika at: https://undressedthoughts.com/ Note from the AuthorCopyright 2020 (All rightsContinue reading “mUd – Kritika (Undressed Thoughts)”

Bird with Third Wing

inspired by a painting completed following a series of dreams that skulked my childhood curse that coal birdrounding mydreams, flyin’ lame as crooked with a haggardthird wing, bird tumbles,barreling like balloonhalf drunk withwater, and i’m shakensober, ‘spite my own scornand comfort withterror, i’d never close inon capture ofsaid bird, now would you pass mea fistfulContinue reading “Bird with Third Wing”

Subconscious Answer – theherdlesswitch

Live too long Never long enough Swirling of Dervishes Red cloth hurricane Leaves bereft A small sense Of seeking what is under Plumbed too deep Even there is darkness for more from this deep diver, click on over:https://theherdlesswitch.wordpress.com/

The Fabric – A Word of Substance

https://awordofsubstance.wordpress.com/ How is this possible? You’re telling me, I can’t sit on the grass, collar popped and comfortably breathe in the fresh air? You’re telling me the polo match is canceled? What about the vineyard itself? Is it, too, closed to the public? And what is “public” anyway? Children in stained shorts? Walmart? What aboutContinue reading “The Fabric – A Word of Substance”

The Escape Velocity of a Rorschach Sunset

https://holdingbruisedroseblossoms.wordpress.com/ I.As the fiery half-eaten orbmelts farther into the mountains,the heart shudders in astonished jolts. A gilded feast of morphing shadows temptsthe pattern-hungry brain to arrangedozens of weather-beaten pointsinto monstrous faces of jagged rock. Vectoring like a maniacal dragonflythe eyes construct (and deconstruct)tensile bridges of silken meaning. The shifting boundary of the rugged terrainslips inContinue reading “The Escape Velocity of a Rorschach Sunset”

Send in the Clowns

https://seasonsapoeticjourney.com/ Who can breathe with words lodged between ugly and uglier? Send in the clowns the skies are grey laughter the medicine a crying world deserves. Someone trampled my flowers stole honey from the jar left bees buzzing around a crown I no longer desire to wear. Spirits descend from tree branches ready to spreadContinue reading “Send in the Clowns”