Jul31

No more good could come from this. No longing looks to distant shores From slowly sinking ships on reefs As tiger sharks circle for the kill, Can stop our inevitable demise. Placing too much trust in the system Caused this imbalance – this tilt. We observe, oblivious to the slide. It takes us further away…

Jul30

This day is known for climbing peaks It’s known for smoothing angled beaks It’s not business or founding fathers It’s not remorse of weeping daughters It keeps me chained to brands redoubled It speaks its mind, its thoughts are troubled It hangs its hat by draughty doorways It plays its sports on smooth green baize…

Jul29

So I heard you found someone else. So I heard you paint houses. So I heard it was a great time to grow flowers. So I heard money grows on trees. So I heard Daddy crying in the bedroom. So I heard monkeys can’t shuffle cards. So I heard alimony is so expensive. So I…

Jul28

Buckle that swatch, I will wear it.I believe I will fashion a broachAnd a fine shawl, perhaps a cape,And a sweet hat, topped with fruit.I will wear it on my trip to the coast,It will shield me from wind, rain and sun.In versatility is born frequent toilet visitsThat allow me to wash my hands of…

Jul27

I used to think that I could hope,For hope evokes a lengthy sigh,Inject it like some creamy dopeAnd feel it seeping to a high.But now I know that hope is lost,I lost it as it stupefies.Addicted to cascading cost,I shrivel as it slowly dies. Peter Reading, English poet, was born today in 1946. Bob Hope,…

Jul26

“The circle is complete,” the despot cries,Strutting like a peacock in his penthouse.In far future, the world is bleached white.The heat of the Sun burns shadows in grassAnd humanity is reduced to cavemen.He has been here before, in detailed planning,Replaying these scenes, as he corrupts beauty.Watching it burn now, he cackles in glee,Like vengeful rape…

Jul25

Moments aside in the minutiae,Left holding the roses of a new birthThat will kindle future hoping and longing.Keep that vision. Keep true to it, always.In your truth the key to life may resideCoalescing both love and joy inside. Louise Brown, English woman known for being the first human to be born after conception by IVF,…

Jul24

When the wind dies on the wing tipsHe’ll feel the need to search for her.He’ll begin his hunting way aboveAnd climb to scrape the sky-bound peaks.He’ll dive down to the inky depthsBeneath the veiling ocean waves.Become recluse submarinerIn weedy banks of sand below.He keeps the key to love long lostIn silver locket on his chest.Within…

Jul23

Milking the WitchBurning! burning high, up on her altar, Like a blazing beacon for the broken, Her ancient prismatic-magic woven Deep into the folds of her jet black robes, Her rough head-dress of oak, mystically warped Into spiked hoops hanging around her neck, Piercing and scarring her pale, waxy skin. She reveals her breasts, brimming…

Jul22

The Nightmare of the Running MoonI will never forget that dark, cold night,When all around did creep and glisten slickWith damp and night creatures do slide in trailsOf ooze that clings to my deepest, fell dreams.When the howling moon calls to the dark elvesWho seek to raise the dead to haunt the world.They send them…