The Darkening of the Light, How Divine
Tis the hour whenst the light doth separate from the fabric of awakening Giving way honorably to the forthcoming darkness
Read moreTis the hour whenst the light doth separate from the fabric of awakening Giving way honorably to the forthcoming darkness
Read moreBlack Metal Railing Freshly painted, free of dust Bleeding tiny spots of rust Blemishes on that black metal railing All
Read moreThis poem was written as part of a contest held between the members of The Creative Exile Writing Group. It’s
Read moreAugust 3rd, 1958 Submarine infamy…the world couldn’t wait Under the North Pole, that was the plan Man versus nature, with
Read moreAlmost in unison, all eyes turned toward the swinging saloon doors. The loud creaking acting as a warning to some,
Read moreHe had death in his eyes. The type of death that men avoid. The kind of death some deserve. Unnatural
Read moreI cried… Tears visible on my cheeks Or so I imagined, afterwards My attention was focused Stiff upper lip, back
Read moreA lanturne or lantern poem is a relatively new type of descriptive poetry which originated from Japan. Similar to a Haiku,
Read moreTrapped in a Moment Tick….. Tick….. Tick….. Flashes of eternity Lifetimes surface and then disappear Captured in the prison of
Read moreAnticipation… Eyes glued to the frosted window pane “Tis the dying of the light, I seek” Focused on the fading
Read moreAnother day on the job, another long wait Hands deep in the worn pockets of an overcoat Collar turned up,
Read moreTwilight’s colorful hues posturing across the sky Calming reflections of the final rays of sunshine Our reminder that we’ve reached
Read moreThe Capture “The Capture” is a futuristic place in a world where technology has somehow been partially lost, society has
Read moreOvernight girl… If her mood and the price is right Revolving doors at the seedy hotel Or run down apartments
Read moreWho decides? When a terminally ill patient should die No one’s fooled when the plug is pulled It’s tragic and
Read moreTwilight descending… Sunlight, The remains of another day Once golden, but now changing, Yellow fading to orange and then pink,
Read moreI’ve gathered up the thrown stones Deftly stepping among the ones still flying Almost believing they were aimed at me
Read moreThe human consciousness… Beyond our understanding Yet we evaluate, analyze, and scrutinize Many states of many things Interactive and interdependent
Read more‘Tis with great respect that I give honors to my gathering basket For ’twas many a harvest that was eased
Read moreApril 15th, Worn calculator keys Their designations long since gone Painted numbers flaked away Only by memory are their functions
Read moreTransforming the human condition Technologically Permanently Without fear of retribution Their superlative solution The futurists goal A quest for mechanized
Read moreAn uninterrupted moment of silence The proverbial calmness After the passing of a storm Stygian clouds still lingering… Threatening, But
Read moreMemories of stone live on Shadows quietly holding space Temporarily demonstrating their designs Until the darkness slowly slips across the
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