squeezed rubber holds his sole kissing deep an erudite trail of soft blossom a perfumed hummingbird rich mango and high fruited dancing over my pale skin his cocoa softness, eminates forming pages of story in a backdrop of forested thought each step a whisper of chi uncontrived effortless a note in the river song drawingContinue reading “Soundless Feet”
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
Haikus Senryus and Tankas about anything and everything
Poetry
musings on life | bits of psychology | attempts at poetry
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
material
"where creativity roams free"
The Poetry Monarch.
Daily blog posts on life, death, and everything in between.
JEFF CALLAWAY
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
