when an if reports
what similar
pronouncing green
stands on
a canyon
holding hunted hand
(rah)
when an if reports
what similar
pronouncing green
stands on
a canyon
holding hunted hand
(rah)
liturature
liturgy
litter
lit
lies
(ks)
Medium itself forwards
tops side of a downpour
eyes fixed on its transmission.
How do I make that line break character?
(rr)
I miss Daffodils
Gangs of green gather and grow
til sunburst trumpets herald the way
for more demure
tulips and peonies.
(vew)
Space aliens have been seen
making love in the Vatican:
The pope wakes up, his starched,
white feet, his delicate head.
They compliment him on his head's delicacy,
his beautiful house:
the dewy corners of the hidden rooms,
the song-birds in the Cathedal
(MHB)
And so that helps explain it, his sudden
Recourse to music and in particular that gold-plated instrument,
the heavy dummy on his lap.
So what if its lips were painted black, the man still
Threw his voice to the dark mouth, and it caught it.
(DF)
Sharp slivers of your being pierced
My terrified flesh...I ran away
hid beneath the roses, waiting
for a day that would never come...
(KEW)
You
whose mountains live against life
whose oceans work out our strangest questions
You didn't drink my dreams,
You didn't slave my will
You just came to be language,
my sight
me.
(MOL)
The mindless wisdom
of boys seeing the breast
on the screen of a lost
television, in the basement
of a mothers house, knowing
(MD)
Untitled
I scream! Nobody hears.
I cry! Nobody hears.
I beg! Nobody hears.
Emotional upset
Torture
Pain
Sadness
Corrupt
Who cares?
"I do!". Nobody hears.
Who feels this?
"I do!". Nobody hears.
Loneliness
Memories
Stories
Sides to choose
Parents
Teachers
Counselors
I scream "Help me!"
Nobody hears.
(J.P.)
A quarter past you,
and the gates of heaven bring us tea in silver thimbles.
Turtle stones shift outside the gazebo;
vines dip from the trellis and flavor our drink with eucalyptus.
Bandaged fingertips share a slice of the lunar croissant.
(SH)
The sultry snooker of Kenny's dulcet Debussy scorings
genuflect the athritic fingers of Ol Uncle Geoff
(gy)
suddenly happening upon the ephemeral ground this poem grows upon
and new to the net
my eyes widen as this sun comes
forcefully into view
I think
that we are finding
some name for forever
(A.E.L)
This is not now, nor has it ever been
all of our lives
lived in between
the tracig flaw that fills our seams
the sunshine fills our empty dreams
But the emptiness isn't gone
we just can't see it any more.
(THISISNOTNOW)
stretched limbs reach out like forbbidon limbs
into a blind bandaged vision were a crippled cupid sings
(s l)
the happy little elves
dance
and play
while gunk seeps
in to their lie
ves
(b.o.b.)
As the orphan who like to play
among his shadows, the tall one
asleep in the late afternoon,
his brother always a quick step ahead,
I kept good company.
(wcw)
From the passion of your kiss
to the kindness of your heart,
For what i've seen, with you a such of beauty.
Like a pearl so deep with color,
you can touch it with your eyes,
or with a birl so beauiful in flight
We can only dream of what that would be like.
Searching over the world, I've come to find,
You, giving everything you got
even when everything is gone.
Looking for answers, just to find another question.
Never getting to the right one.
There is something you have won,
Hope you can see, you can count on me.
through the thick and the thin
from the begining,
A never ending friend.....
(CRM)
umbrellas at graveside
dark clustered flowers to float
here and there in the rain
(BDB)
The dogs stopped barking
the silence was excruciating
as the city burned on in mayhem
(CP)
She heard the mocking of tempis fugit
bells, clanging from the stone church
grey in its absence from earthen days,
(drv)
Life is a memory
forgotten
like the fourth hand of a clock
winding into nothingness
the clock spins on its axis
and the children hold out their hands
but life is peniless
(RM)
Discard myself
after all these years
into self-effacing alleys
where they walk alone - melting
like flakes in the April sky.
(SDN)
As if one went blindly
Into the aftershock
Of what you could no longer
Call or care to
(CB)
I have held the hand of Elijha
holding his head up to God
who slaps skin with blues child
playing in Gabriel's band
(mh)
sometimes she hides inside herself, to try and find the self she lost
(cf)
Rain. Rain and rain.
Then again, what more
does the spring long for
that we here do not? Rain.
(RF)
sometimes she cries . . .sometimes he hides inside himself . . .
(cf)
ointment with a temperature is broken stiff until the glottal angels spill these reams of bone
(SEM)
The stars glisten like dewdrops on a lawn of black velvet
Would that I could run through that ebony field with my love, his hand in mine.
(KMM)
i was at a party in boston
in 1958 when i dropped from
the earth.
i held your hand in my left
speaking perfect
english
and my right reaching into oblivion.
i woke up in
1974 in berkeley
in the winter
standing with a coyote.
he
spoke of page 347
in a book about a man
who lives on a
street
named joy.
(f.e.)
leaving then
leaving now, it
always the same drily slipping
sandy silicon beads into
the tomorrow and its 'yesterday'
(yeti)
virus laden naive sunlight
silver licks on broken glass
shattered from the remnants of
my cellophane life
and you still can't see through me...
(JLB)
Remember that huge, continuous, perfectly
cunning assemblage of mirrors
we ensconsed on the Dome of Epitaths to capture
more light off his breast in Palestine?
(css)
Something breaks by the tires:
A twig, the road, a fragile rock.
I hear, from inside the car,
I hear the slow breaking.
(SBP)
Dawn shakes with insects. Dawn,
if that's what it is,
crumbles, floats
down to our level, forgets us.
I've had enough of the day's glib promise.
Clouds find their voices.
(TRB)
MONSTER
I know
you are here
it is dark
trembling & fearing
the wrong move
involuntary reflex
and
you will leap
(TR)
Bubbles
Wandering away
Slowly soothing sway
The rush and the ripple
Storm..Storm bursting to drip
Stop..Stop wrecked insane
Cirucular motion neverending pain
Excruciating agony so intense
It is over a stage of false pretense
Soothing lowering don't
come again
(S)
thoughts entered in a tiny box
note even knowing what to say
I find myself typing
a personal message
to the multitudes I will never know,
I collaborate
Therefore, I am.
(sld)
Cavernapping, slepunking,
bindlestiffing on the Pleisto scene,
I was an early homeless man
(KAD)
sitting here with Judy
looking for a clue
Roycroft, where are you?
(AB)
fresh-faced
in a well dressed blue.
(EmS)
Inserted through electrons, chemical states form text
Hidden behind local phosphors, insecure fingers reach
touch, to kiss a black unknown
where silent punishment awaits
where huddled beside weak flames
the hunted few who understand
the missing shield sip tired coffee
peering at ancient texts illuminated
by the 60 Hz flicker of modern parchment
And in a moment frozen by the poison of past regret
A dying mind makes an eternal wish
that this touch, this cold indifference
could mutate, could reach living
back, back through time and space
and once again know the ring before the rust
(CES)
Subconscious Mind
Subconscious mind
Mother of genius
Keeper of secrets
Source of symbolic dreams
Mysterious home
Of a discriminating muse
Who will not speak
To all mankind when called
Oh! How I wish
You would hear my plea
And sow in me
The seeds of immortality
(JLF)
there are no birds now;
the wolves will not howl,
and the snow will eventually cover the leaves
so that the
wind cannot lift them--
so that there is no sound.
(SHS)
all sites under construction, roads, links, falling, failing
potential exhausted before the dawn, too many choices
my housemate bookmarked the adult center
and of course the fish again
()