I know, I know, my writing has been spotty (at best) for the last couple months. Ironically, this wordless patch … More
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Take Them Off!
Who is the Weakest Link?
be not proud
What I pull out may render sad or jolly; Too big for my britches?
the ursine fur I bear
how did we go from
hairy bodies with clean faces
to bare skin and bushy beards?
Drove along, he did.
He doesn’t come / when you call / usually.
The Purest Gold
The clouds always part
This is How Love Is
For in the end,
Love Runs to Us,
Grasps Us,
And Refuses to Ever let Us go.
Sonnet XLIII – Unsparing
Whatever form that functions is the thing
That proffers wisdom, be it balm or sting.
transition
wisps of potential
precipitation
occlude
the sun’s rays,
goosebumping
my flesh
which was recently warm.
What a Trip – #SoCS
Little things piled up. Thing which, under normal circumstances, would have rolled off my back, but they ALL. HAPPENED. AT. ONCE.
Further from Progress?
We find ourselves
becalmed.
Whatever.
Whatever.
It Was Very Good
We’ve nearly done it.
Fractured Faces
Safe
in our certain
Somethingness…
Juxtaposition
Clandestinely UnconcealedCovertly ConspicuousExplicitly SurreptitiousFurtive Exhibitionism AllAbove BoardwhileUndertheTable Simultaneously. In a deliciousjuxtaposition.
Between the Cadences
There,
we have choices
that make all the difference
Between the cadences.
A Book of Endless Pages – SoCS
Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.
Deep Thirst
A Sauvignon BlancNearing our parched lips and tonguesSlakes a long dryness
Obscured
I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And … More
See Where I Might Land – SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind … More
defying atrophy 