c’est tout lumiere

i see it in the cracks of your sideways smile it travels backward towards me even as you turn away it seeks me like a moth i see it in your shoulders, tightly held yet crookedly, secretly reaching through the crowd for me aligned you are your eyes a lake of stars an eerie, eroticContinue reading “c’est tout lumiere”

Rouge épais

sticky city stepping chamber by chamber rouge épais gloving white feet slowly clinging to fabric tales wagging bouche à bouche tongue power poison courses gone are borders man’s fear driven safety catches sur comme une foudre Eden the ink warrior purges forward riding the tree’s breath sur tambours roulants slick black angelic puffs in a Cosmos deContinue reading “Rouge épais”


A beautiful friend is translating my poetry for my upcoming book into French! here is an example of her delicious, delicate and astute translation   Comfort Our bonds have become our own doing no matter how tightly we are conditioned how painful our restraints how deeply we were wounded or by whom in the endContinue reading “Comfort”


  is this it drumming in my sensitive throat ? this dreamy elevation pounding up my stairs buzzing like bees behind my ears eagling awake my Ursa Major ? this cliche slapping my eloquence lathing me into curling pieces …. I asked her liquid scales I begged her I made water coloured love for herContinue reading “être”

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...