Beautiful House, Beautiful Mind

Crisp, clean sheets, alive with wealth and comfort, flap and flicker. Throughout the ages, my sheets have graced the lines of life, in the green garden of my house in the blossoming flourish of my mind. My pencil flits across naked pages in the warmth of my sunlit study, in this large clean house in myContinue reading “Beautiful House, Beautiful Mind”

Rain Like Love

Rain like love drop on my fingertip, on the green sliding leaf silver pregnant rain drop on my nose falling love full drops join and frolic silver lost in swirling brown eddy’s of emotion, silver to brown and back again beauty on lashes, before the eyes always changing ,moving water thick with being, too slipperyContinue reading “Rain Like Love”

Love Swept The Breeze Away

Fresh and cool it entered then swayed and left, or seemed to, me and you, the saddest flowers in the sun. But the heat that kissed the space just above my skin told me the truth I didn’t know until then. Time entered and sighed and I listened so hard, I pressed my ear againstContinue reading “Love Swept The Breeze Away”

The Universe Is Music

I feel compelled to share… We’ll go back a bit….. My childhood had been an interesting one; disruptive in that we moved on a yearly basis and I had to learn the lessons of detachement and connection to survive emotionally. Even so my parents were loving, doing the best they could with what they knew,Continue reading “The Universe Is Music”

Silver Poetry

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Unfettered BS

it is all just bullshit anyway.....


Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told

Post Scriptum Poets

Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything

InkBlots and IceBergs

musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry

This and That

In other countries individuals go to jail and/or die for weblogging. While the bulk of this country makes the internet an extention of T.V.


Scripting the desires that are soul deep

Cosmos Reflection

poetry that speaks to you

Africa Zwelibanzi

The Poetry Monarch.

Jeffrey Pillow

Life, death, and everything in between

Purple Haze

Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!

The Lonely Author

Pain goes in, love comes out.

The Realm

well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.

SouL SpeakS

He started Writing, The paper started speaking...