Fields Of Life
Poem Through fields of Life, I’m running like mustang, wading in clouds, I fly! Helplessly unstoppable impulse, desires, blink, smileс, kiss, and haze of summer bliss. What hearts of men need? If it is...
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Gothicarus: Part IX – Mantra
“Ever awake, I must remain Ever vigilant, sharp, and pure. Able to make a firm assay Of the energy in my sphere. Never alone with temptation, Never indulge with thought or flesh The dread...
Forget My Name
Poem Focus on the mountains ahead, Forget the pain behind. I need to stop turning in circles And just stop: Stop hitting replay on this sting, Stop thinking And just set out. So I...
Gothicarus: Part VIII – A Timid Spring
Serial Poem When the white came down, it was searing. Dazzling, sparkling colors appeared. She was terrified; she was intrigued Was it possible the doom had cleared? Desperation knows not to caution, Bid oneself...
What I Think About in the Football Stands
Poem There’s something treasured in watching someone you love From the distance, as though to acknowledge That had you made a few different turns along the way that You wouldn’t know them at...
You Too Could Do Abstract Improvisational Dance!
1) Primer There are strata of selves, labyrinths of thoughts. There is pure action. The self will insinuate into all things. It is a pond: wrought and confined; fettered by contrivance of beauty, ideas...
Citizen Of The World
Life Poem The egg has hatched. A tiny beak reveals itself to the tray of the sun and runs back in. It is scared of the unknown sounds, buzzing of the world, caressing of...
Gothicarus: Part VII – Advent
Serial Poem His first appearance was most sinister. (To so deceive a child was monstrous.) He gained her love and gained her trust, and she, Unaware of danger, defenseless, Lost herself. Yet blinded, she...
Recall The Future
Life Poem Day after day I get closer to the end. Got nothing else to say, silence is my name, the future is my past. I’ve seen it all last: Love and Hate, Family...
Anti-Inspiration
Poem Helpless, blue in the face Because I can’t take a breath Until I quench this thirst. I look outside and see Nothing but poison rain. A rising flood of feeling is inside...
