merging stars

you are like an elixir and we are merging stars in one stolen breath at 8.24 abandon to beautiful then hours of sweet alone immersed stretched and alive quiet but for the soaring song of birds and the sound of worship pushing from my body in waves of deep base invitation softly stroking ancient painContinue reading “merging stars”

Pure Constellations

a response to Rainer Maria Rilke’s Duino Elegies  below is the third of ten poems. moon light tide touch cloaked in dirt stirred by ozone I am a chorus of stars a clarity of pulsing tone old kings may issue from golden tombs lit by the fire of pure constellations faded ink may roar bloody fear butContinue reading “Pure Constellations”

The Wasp The Rose

  The wasp penetrates and the rose too I press my face into this life and on fluttering petals they find my portal they sting and sing in glorious waves of mystery, the rose the wasp and propel a gyroscopic spin on my ribbons my universe they travel I am space and these intoxicants are journeying throughContinue reading “The Wasp The Rose”

The Paintbrush

The paintbrush sits on pale skin and slides scarlet over kissing plain it touches and presses like time and strokes the distance between my fingers and my desire. Eyelids close and a breath is taken….. slowly a small movement, a perfumed step The paintbrush leaves the skin hair by hair and patience tempers the dancingContinue reading “The Paintbrush”

Silver Poetry

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Unfettered BS

it is all just bullshit anyway.....

MYMonkey MIND

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.

Blossomine🌼

Scripting the desires that are soul deep

Finely Spun

material

Ingenuity speaks

"where creativity roams free"

Africa Zwelibanzi

The Poetry Monarch.

Jeffrey Pillow

Life, death, and everything in between

TEXAS OUTLAW POET

JEFF CALLAWAY

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.