Gaia – she is rising they shovelled her screams into the pit of silence / and told her nothing was wrong / but she is waking they tol…
In front of him was a majestic sight, a pure white light eminating all around from a central source within a circle of people. Both light…
Not my best work, but I tried to see what I could do in under 20min without naming any characters or developing them much.
I do not need pity to raise the world round me / I do not see loneliness inside alone
© Copyright 2008 C.C. Arshagra / From the manuscript / Nothing Lies Between Us / The Integrity of Erotic Poetry Series & Collection / (Unpublished work)
I stood gazing only for a moment, then I slowly began to change.
Flowing In The River Of My Consciousness…..c
*_the wind blew through gaps at the top and bottom of the door / the life dragged on interminably / a bone of contention between heart and …
A Still Life !! Robin Monroe thanks my friend for the an awesome piece of art!!!
Rising away from the falling world / Turn as one, as nobody / At all, away / To think and plan / And possibly scheme / To wait and see / Better…
Another ramble poem, through the strange and twisted pathways of the non-poetic mind.
To care requires us to keep our heart open.
she stood at the river’s edge / torn between living and dying / she was so tormented / tears flowed..she could not stop crying / at a low she…
The collaborative work of Gail Bridger and Sally Omar / / Phoenix / Please check out Gail Bridger’s other awesome artwork on the RB / GailBridger
Slap me in my pride
The abusive relationship, where a woman has had enough after so many cuts and bruises…...I think this may be only part 1, it looks like it has a follow up.
Sleep well my angry love, / dream your kicking, / screaming sickness.
This is the last of the Painful Love’s, so I hope you enjoy this piece, it’s very sad. / I won’t ruin it, however I will say, that abuse in any form is wrong, this shows the path of woman who couldn’t bare it anymore, this is the worst outcome, and I’m sure this has probably happened, but it shouldn’t. Woman should be loved and respected and never should any man who is man raise is hand or abuse to her in any way.
O, children of men! / you bitter-sweet defenders / of unborn generations / the sins of the fathers / rest heavily / upon your youthful / shoul…
Written 21 May 2009.
The leafs begin to leave the trees,
In becoming the person we want to be sometimes we leave behind the things thought weak. This man decides he is not deserving of the light, and walk through all, he thought he lost or killed the light and beg for it’s return but he believed he was undeserving of this anyway….but winds and leaves surround him and him a journey to his light, how will he react? Hope yous like this peace… ; )
They weave a web of evil lies; / Those oily, smiling worms / In suits and old school ties. / The fate o…
it is just a foot with talons / lying on a leaf / no one there to cry / no… there was no grief / but that little crow / did not die in vain…
Collaborative work of H M Bascom, Malcom and Sally Omar / It is because of Malcolm’s words that I wrote this poem…when / he saw what remained of a dead crow he said to his Mommy… / “now he will be part of the universe”...what profound words for / such a little boy / / ‘RETURNED’ / hmbascom
The needs of day imbibe this dull-edged blade / to sever slowly ragged thoughts from page, / retarding backwards, slinking ‘til they fade, ...
This is a sonnet about all those seemingly menial tasks we, as humans in the modern world have to do each and every day, over and over and over again, until, at times, it feels like the routine is going to kill you! / I wrote this while folding a mountain, and i mean MOUNTAIN sized pile of laundry! :) but…it’s also about finding the light within it all, and refusing to become stuck; but to flow with it, whereby we can stand outside of it. :)
I WOKE UP SINGING THE CHORUS, AND THIS WAS CREATED
Therefore, Remember! Each of us contains a shining form of excellence within our roughened exteriors…
Each Who Sings Now? poem is inspired by a Teacher found in Nature; tree, stone, animal, plant, etc. All Our Relations are still willing to teach anyone willing to gratefully listen. Nothing is ever truly lost as long as there is still someone willing to look for it. This particular poem contains 4 related Teachers found in Nature, the one discussed here is highlighted with bold text. Can you guess who is singing? Other Singers in this poem can be found here… In Her Bloodstream Sparkling Along Life’s Shores Love’s Knight Errant
How sure are you, when you see the movement / in the Night Shadows?
This came to mind while creating a picture of Souls rising. / /
don’t speak too soon / only violets bloom before the stretching bed of lime. Commencement ceremonies wait / for just the right moment…
A fixture of impermanence, / perpetually undone. / An errant shirt on the breeze / (rise and fall as colors run) / head down, head up / no st…
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