Shadow of You – a poem
Shadow of You. Of light and dust. And skin and bone. A man among men. You were never alone. Shadow of You. Of light and dust. You carried me then. In your skin and bone. Shadow of Me. Of light and dust. And skin and bone. A man among men. I am never alone. Shadow of You. Now light and dust. Not skin and bone. I carry you now. In my skin and bone. A man among men. We are never alone. ~philippe berthiaume 12/14/14 ~honoring the memory...
All of Me – a poem
by Brooks Harrelson All of Me All of my soul wants you, What part of me can I show you? My lover wants to hold and care for you, warm you in the cold nights, and grey spaces, wrap you in protective blankets of love against the howl of change and the grief of loss until the Spring blossoms in your soul, and filling, lights your smile and your eyes. And, I want to be held so by you. My friendly, savage beast wants to romp and play with...
Stones of My Fathers – a poem
Stones of My Fathers Stones of my Fathers. Mud under foot. The Great Pyramids of Egypt and Mexico. Laid by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Cobbles under foot. America, Europe, the Middle East. Laid by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Marbled Cathedrals, Temples, and Mosques. Made by your hands. I honor you. Stones of my Fathers. Carved blocks. Michelangelo’s David. The Slave’s White House. Made...
3-6-5 4-3-2-1 – Ignition
by Mike Morrell My heart burned within me like a molotov cocktail Melting atrophied organs of sense and perception Third eyes blinking open from awakenings rude Iridescent night vision seeing sights long subdued. Tricksters, gods and monsters find themselves drawn in To boys kicking off the covers revealing themselves to be men Without apology. Things hidden share secrets by flickering flames Word-making devices now turning a page....
So Far Within Reach – a Poem
by Jeffrey Bates …a small boat sat on the rocks on the beach as he approached it felt just out of his reach the oars they lay inside half disclosed the old man in his chair dreamed a dream as he dozed. The stream from the mountain descended to the shore Where the boat had been dreaming of the man it knew before He approached and he saw the world without care, As he breathed in the sun, felt the crisp morning air. The old man, he...
Loving Through My Shadow – a poem
by Les Gaines What is this shadow following me, damn? Just a lie of what I truly am. A mark from yesterday when some guy said I wasn’t good enough to play. That old stain has been like a stone locking away my heart in a catacomb. How can I live? How can I breath? With this mirage of limitation blinding my destiny. I pay the price to feel worthy. But still it’s clear that I’m not free. No, just a proxy of what I should be, offering a...
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