Winter has gone

at last into retreat

and spring is here;

The sky is blue

with little cloud now,

has given the Pacific flow

into Whangaparaoa Bay

its colour too;

...

Diving Into The Wreck
by Adrienne Rich

This is my mantra.
I put it in the context of my own life, as someone...

This poem was inspired by dream.
It is about a human woman who
falls in love with an Earth Spirit...
The background music is
"Moonchild" by King Crimson
The...

Sharp trickster, how we loved to watch you tie our muddled minds into a knotted maze. Your jests and jokes did twist each question, "Why?" till heart and head were drugged in deadly daze. ...

I like to stack them tall or end-to-end, but then I dread I'll find a dud I've penned. Each syllable feels heavy in my hand, a sharp, slick sound to pierce and then expand. Like shrapnel ...

Oh mighty fallen Titan, once so great, with ancient purple cheeks now cracked by tears, has fatal time so caught thee through the years and kept thy backbone to this rigid state? What art...

Ghosts
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Coming to terms with the tricks our minds play, fact or fiction? From what perspective are the dots connected? Patterns of...

The woods grow smaller every year. My leaves Fall green and withered. Bitter water stings My shrinking roots. Yet I am Laurel still. I am the tree that one time was a maid, But that was long...

How strong it is, this feeling of regret, You long to see the lands and loves you've known. (For Eden's flowers fade if you forget) In dreams you may return, but wake alone. Yes, now I know...