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...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 3, 2021 | Words |
[Mark Eanes Studio] There is no reasonUnless the reasonWe discoverIncrementally. In the dust,Out of it,Like everything livingWe leave our mark. We growToward the light,Toward the sun,Energy seeking the highest level. We are the only ones to questionThe pull of...
by Think In The Morning | Aug 31, 2021 | Words |
The Lion waits outside the doorEnticed by the smell of fresh meatWithin, the brothel whorePrepares the substance of her treat. Green eyes smilingLion claws the lock.Opening, beguilingAnswering the knock. Babylon sisterTears at his skin.Rips the mane from his...
by Think In The Morning | Aug 29, 2021 | Words |
Tennyson won’t mindIf I steal his words.So many others have done it already.But he won’t appreciateMy conclusion thatThere are no happy endings.Our inner demons ultimatelyBeat out the better angels of our natureOr so I think.Where does my pessimism come...
