by Think In The Morning | Sep 30, 2021 | Words |
Parrot in a halterTop the restaurant rooting parlorPicks and promenadesBefore the waiterWaiting, watchingAutomatic pumpPot, pan, plateIntravenous pyrogenic pulsing,Pounding, energeticStomach filling shakeHalter freeingBeing not afraid to takeFalterFeel,...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 27, 2021 | Words |
Where the blood red huckleberry growsCatspaw flounders in theForest of the dwarfOgre roams and bellowsDown the green tunicOf the ManzanitaSalal and theHundred year old spruce. Where rivers one inch wideDisturb the pattern.Man grubGrit and drub dung. Where blasts...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 15, 2021 | Words |
Manacled, distraughtThe Prisoner soughtRelief in the sea.He ate hungrily.The FishQueried, decried“Why do you eat the sea?”“Hunger,” the Prisoner replied.“Are you satisfied?”“No, too salty and thin.” The Prisoner’s arms withered.The iron cuffs dropped.Fins replaced...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 12, 2021 | Words |
I remember poetryLike it used to be,Written by a handAny child could understand.Words that don’t playBut mean what they say. What there is aboutReflects the eye without.The inner eye doth seeLocked in memoryThe ancient imagesOn all the pages. Buried in the light of...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 10, 2021 | Words |
Whispers of art speed me through the corridorsWhere ghosts recount ethereal truths and fascinations.Behind so many open doorsThe work of untold imaginations. Library, gallery, curtainThe Ship of TheseusPoe, Wilde, Fitzgerald, BergmanArt can be quite specious. Down...
