Anti-Fade
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Mixed dreams awake and scheming in shadows of reality.
Screaming in silent rage, mute in volume, a seething
artificial silence...

A poem from my Triptych sequence My Damascus (N. Ball) You are my pink-forever basin languor to my punctuation Fill? You only have to look. My buckled mountain rose to clasp your lake. Now I...

Religious and spiritual prose poem by aspiring poet Peter Menkin, written and recorded for audio by the writer. About a rooming house in Larkspur, California USA (north of San Francisco). This is...

Random Poetry and Dreams By Reid Baer What seems like a quaint little house adorned with oriental genealogy books and dated pictures and family knick knacks, in truth is a house of ill repute,...

Spirits of the Hour Glass
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Times sands swirl in the winds of change
and are carried upon the conscience of sentience.
Streams and rivers,...

I Dont Get It
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

The auras flare and sparkle around me,
drifting upon the currents of lifes breath.
Sweet winds adorned with the scent of...

Rock the Cradle of Time
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Rock the cradle of time,
earth to earth dust to dust.
(Deep within the core)
Sweet meat crying to the...

Poem about youth, and the coming of older years, by Peter Menkin. An aspiring poet, Peter lives in Mill Valley, CA USA in a smallish apartment. He has been writing poetry for about 9 years. 62 in...

Constantine Cavafy 1863-1933, Greek poet living most of his life in Alexandria. This is probably my favourite of Cavafy's poems, the one where the mundane and the divine most closely intermingle....