And the day came by Cynthia Lund Torroll Visual Logic You bring me tomorrow / while I eat my today. / I see 2-D what you’re / breathing in threes. / I can’t see the cast of light. /… Do You Like My Hat? by Cynthia Lund Torroll Caught in the bubble by Cynthia Lund Torroll Tuft From a distance it added symmetry, / a top feathered flourish. Drawing closer however, / the horror of it showed. Bottom up, back claws fro… Changeling Your smile belies, / or maybe believes / its placement, / its display / alters what is somehow / buried in your eyes. / Unintentional dare… 3.30.14 Her hands are the size of mine, / her arms nearly as long. / She walks as if lines are lifting her / ever so slightly off the ground / to m… Chalice by Cynthia Lund Torroll Two Weekends I sat against a wall four times my age. / With my knees held against my chest, / tightly, uncomfortably, I faced west. / The three days wer… dregs The body blows had taken tolls. / Already delicately wired, systems / were frayed, twisted and mangled. / Having ignored the HIGH ALERT cal… Merchant It was not a clean break. / There are men who sell their / sensitivity wrapped in butcher paper. / She bought a few ounces. She consumed / … Sheer Lunacy by Cynthia Lund Torroll The Third Eye ~ doilied + colored by Cynthia Lund Torroll The Wall by Cynthia Lund Torroll Caught II by Cynthia Lund Torroll Hush in color by Cynthia Lund Torroll Sleep by Cynthia Lund Torroll Hush by Cynthia Lund Torroll Shadow Puppet by Cynthia Lund Torroll Birthright by Cynthia Lund Torroll Selected Drawings of Cynthia Lund Torroll by Cynthia Lund Torroll Calendar Detached The veil is thinning. / The shadow shifts as you follow me / from room to room. / You seem especially restless / in car rides. You lift me … Mirage I must move the mirror. / The drunken birds hurl / themselves against my window / thinking they have an eastern path / when it’s real… Placeholder I will be that place / that’s so hard to find / when your days are dogged / with decorum. / I will be that face / that’s behind… Caught by Cynthia Lund Torroll 9|19|13 She left in the last days / of summer, / transforming herself / perhaps, into one of the / flowers that stand / surely and solemnly / along… story We found a corner, / the bird of prey and I. / I, caught under his expansive wing. / I, so willingly trapped. etude I love the minor keys, / the ones that suspend, hanging in the air, / daring me to exhale. resolute Black bird me. / Break my little feather bones. / The glossy black will never leave. passage by Cynthia Lund Torroll the dithering The gnome on the left says yes. / The wren on the right says no. / She finds herself, once again, asking / inanimate objects and a largely … The selling of wars The bumper is odd. / It’s “We’re Going To War With Syria” music, and almost danceable at that. / Who picks these things? playing-god fatigue I’d best just keep my / shades drawn and covers pulled up. / (Much less dangerous) disappearing ink My brain tries to chase this / into a corner, to see it again, / to define it, but it’s far more clever / as it’s written in disappearing i… sheer passage of time I took a long branch / and tore through the top. / I knocked down all the death / that framed the otherwise lovely / limbs, but in my zeal … What is. It is not / attached to thinking, / at the protest of my mind, / that I’ve come to realizations / that I thought I’d never find. Echo by Cynthia Lund Torroll Heliotroped with 2008 tattoo by Cynthia Lund Torroll adaptation by Cynthia Lund Torroll Cacophony by Cynthia Lund Torroll Manifestation by Cynthia Lund Torroll Timor Servilis by Cynthia Lund Torroll Suspension I slipped in / just as the sun stopped, / the low and broken clouds / quietly shifted within a band / of spectacular citrus tones. / I had … cadence Keep a smile / that has a center. / Keep it close, / then closer still. / This is not an exercise. / This is not a drill. / Let your eyes s… Wait… If I catch a corner, / I can hear the caw. / The trick is in the catching. / I don’t hear so well / when I’ve fallen. Decorum I will hold your eyes. / I won’t stop at the motions. / I’ll pretend, like you, that they aren’t there. don’t worry don’t worry / I see you / don’t worry / I feel you / don’t worry / I need you / don’t worry / I’ll feed you /… Gods, come find us. Gods, come find us. / The bees we grew / so carefully / are swarming us / with claws. / Gods, come heal us. / The wounds we / made so reckl… At last. At last, at first, / the birth of a season / pushes its way through my new / screens, through this computer. / Your i’s and e’s… Blur I wore glass and movement, / as did you. I don’t know / what made me glance up / that split second, but that I did / and just one not… the hull Along a makeshift river, / across the harsh divide / a tiny berth of shelter caught my eye. / Without pause or question / I climbed through… The Pledge by Cynthia Lund Torroll Under the weather The water would fall / in this opposite of seasons, / in any direction it felt. / It persuaded the wind / to join forces, forging, / betwee… Reach I am seeking / some permission, or a note / or a prescription to feel the shifting skin / and just allow it. / May some notion soothe / my … The Lines If the distinction wasn’t drawn then, / it was not for lack of evidence, or for lack of / trying, because the lines were clearly laid… Intact You said no. / You turned away. / You left the gift just / barely opened. / You kept the distance / far off bay. / Had you not seen / its s… Impressions I stand before / the recording you left / hundreds of, thousands of, / countless moments before. / Yet here we meet. / You’re practic… Yes, I would like / that glass / of yes. / I know that it’s early / and I’ve not even had my / morning’s gruel, / but the… savasana I hear / the flapping of birds, / a hum or a buzzing, / distant john fields, / skewed reverberations / all gently mingling / with my own ba… The Test of Time by Cynthia Lund Torroll At eleven. Her hair is a little matted, / a flaxen tossle more / annoyance than adornment. / Her eyes are clouded crystal, / the color of sea snatched… Brief Love is short. / Forever is long. / Stow your moments / to their utmost. orbis The trajectory was never known. / Still isn’t. / Somehow the lines crossed / and the circles wound tighter / and the orbits moved clo… praxis If my rudder is wrong, / damn me then. / I am the bee / traveling miles through / the dark and unknown / on the trail of scent / sent out j… white walls Oh, hello, I know you. / All too well actually. / It’s you – The cap V / victim, the role you know / so well. The pain so / exq… disclosure I feel more naked, / than when I’m naked, / for you to hear / my warbly tones, / for you to know / where I have inhaled, / for you to… Be. Become the seed. / Know yourself as small yet / powerful. / You are contained. / You are mighty. / The dance of air will / waken you. / The… away Well I’m going / out to the country / where I’ll walk / straight to the bay. / It’s a long and tricky / boardwalk but the… tidal Puzzles and pools, / those are your eyes, / those are the whys / that lead to the tidal. / Sages and fools, / they are the tellers / they a… 10.22.12 There’s a fevered trail / of crushed brush, / snaking its way to where / the lowly ragweed mingles / with clover – a little lef… reduction There is a form / in form which greatly / informs the formality / which lately requires / informality and inversion / of the highest order. engage Don’t pick up that daisy / and do the love me, love me not thing. / Go to the dollar store / immediately and fetch for yerself / the… sad Let me see… / you are peaceful people / and just have to kill and harm / to prove that to us. / Am I getting that right? / I’m… mercy Six months seems to be about right, about the number / of hours the plow needs against rage, the eye needs to / retrain it, the heart need… friendly fire In the crosshairs / from eye to hand / fell friendly fire. / The placid surface / shook. The strikes snapped / with a bounced about / echo … Four Rings Light rain / on the outside, / heavy weather / on the in, / these were the details / of tone. / Four rings did appear / on the southwestern… one click away ZenDog passed me on the left - / sixty miles per hour in his blue Subaru. / David Foster Wallace lives again – / historically bottle… It And it would suffice / these limited exhales - / it would take precedent, / for to be any other way / is mere folly / though I will never b… Sometimes Sometimes a snake / is just a snake, / no matter how far / the sanction says, / no matter how dense / the thickets lie, / no matter how muc… wayfarer I’m not noting a soul / in your champion ghost, / are you over our shoulders / or gone? / It’s not like you - / this silence &…
1 to 80 of 384