You were so special / Or maybe you still are / I can’t remember the difference / My mind hides when I think
A poem I wrote a few months back, continuing to vent my own frustrations at the emotions I hide.
After fifteen hours in the air I’m finally here. Portland, Oregon, the city that will be my home for part of the 25th and 26th year of my…
How far down this road must I go / Traveling, toiling ever so / Bending back and aching chest / Trying often to get some rest / My labors har…
He was lost / No where to go / Looking For Signs / He wanted to know / In which direction / He should turn / Where were the answers / He had…
Thanks to Frederick (on RB) for his awesome photograph “Looking for Signs” / which inspired this writing Please check out my friend Fred’s awesome photography and poetry on RB.
Your banners and flyers are like a silent film to the I-Pod generation…...
We protest in a silent way, we let them know our feelings by letting them ignore us, they continually raise taxes and raise the cost of living, letting the poor stay poorer and the rich even richer, we pay more than continental europe for anything, we pay way more than america for anything, the big question is what are we going to do about it? or an even bigger question, is there anybody who actually cares about it?
I want you to die, / just burn in Hell, / but to hear your cries of pain… / well, I just couldn’t take that.
A poem that could become a song, if anyone wants to put the effort forth and add music. I’m not quite talented enough for that. / This was written for/about an ex that I have a lot of feelings for still, but who I am tired of thinking about.
Was it a dream / Or had I seen him / Terrifying visions in my head / As I lay down in bed / I saw him / The man in sin / He looked at me / And …
Clone42, thank you so much for this photo..it brings out the fear we all have / sometimes when we see threatening looking strangers.. Please check out my friend Clone42’s amazing artwork and writings on the RB.. /
I touched you not as I returned / Nor did I look back as I gazed / As your scent perfumed the air / and no one closed the door… !http…
translation by T.Klimas
I will be taken from the courtroom called my mortal life
If you do not look, you will not find. / And you can love anyone at all, / and even pet them— / but to smile? / Without love, never. !http…
translation by T.Klimas Presentation of my poetry book
Opening the large doors, Mez smiled, “ Yes, I cannot find it. It was going to help me defeat another queen in a distant city. Her magic …
a continuation of the queens Library
As she neared it, she heard a voice calling to her, “Lina… Lina” She recognized the voice, she cried, “ Is that you?
Look / look into the eyes of Jesus / the dying Christ / as he hangs on the cross / Have you ever looked into those eyes / those loving / compas…
A poem, or meditation I wrote. / I was thinking about Jesus’ eyes, and what I would/could see there if I really looked deep into them. / What would I see? / And what would I find if I could see?
It was fifty-six hours and a c-section later; you were birthed with crimped ears and blue lungs. Moving into the night, you’re still in a…
Short work – Writing revision
I walk the city streets by day paying no attention to all that is around me.
She’d been sent out to meet my father, in the 1930s …and stayed together for three quarters of a century.
Twice, recently, I’ve been told that ~ now that I am older ~ I look so much (more) like my mother. Mmmmmmm. Today would have been her birthday.
I wrote a note and it reminded me of all the sad things you used to say about your life. I threw it out the window and watched it fly aw…
stream-of-consciousness writing, originally done by hand, up-side down.
I pull at you with every willing breath / That isn’t screaming
I feel like this sometimes…
NSFW
i tend to become unfocus when you enter the room / my conversation will trail off to nonsense / i become more tense / more aware because of…
I see you there / Watching some sort / Of nothing / And I know you have / Troubled lips / Come love, let us kiss / That all away You …
pussy cat, pussy cat I’ve got flowers….
pussy cat, pussy cat I’ve got flowers…. This way to the unsatisfying conclusion
Bits and Pieces featured my What Are You Looking At. Thank you so much Bits and Pieces. Michael and I were just thrilled! !http://imag…
A nasty little Ma turned me loose on the world, / And likewise my Pa who shoulda known better. / A magikal nectar they shared both together…
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