Long Roundness Poems

 
Erlenkönig also pushed forward the idea of the Council of Six.
Which was a wonderful idea in theory.  The council eventually became the
most powerful force in the Elfin Clans, one representative from each of...

Read More

Galactic Strings or Void of Space?

A poem’s akin to a necklace, one fashioned
of water-worn pebbles (from rarest of realms),
stone cold truths tumble-polished, love’s chord weaves together.
Do fossilized beads left behind in Life’s wake
spark faint hint...

Read More

Chroí awoke early the next morning, disoriented and a bit frightened.  This was not her bed .  It was so big.  She was tired and felt drained.  Closing her eyes, thoughts...

Read More

When I was in my Michigan high school
I found something both promising
and sacred,
portentous with rural, yet also urbane, PositivEnergy,
in and among our graduating classes
of 1970.

Ending with mindful roundness
of Zero.
Preceded by almost octave fullness
of sacred potentiating...

Read More

It was one solemn, long night,
Tenebrous with the astuteness of perfidy,
And multiple hours before the break of an
Impatient dawn.
Lampposts froze through the pergola of winter.
Limp from exposure to unprintable tales of orgies,
And their lights, hidden...

Read More

Hydration day’s a month away.
Online belonging company’s an hour from 
startup stardom. Titration hors-d'oeuvre 
Viewfinder pigeonholed 
to rooftop tourist 
traps ruin’d carriage holy woods 
Hollywood's margins, Carousel 13. 
Things You’ll Bury: 
molasses sourdough flowers crypto-
currency...

Read More

To the person, they call, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem : A celle que l’on dit froide

(Poem written on September 5, 1889 at Aix-les-Bains, which I found a bit jarring with abrupt exclamations and...

Read More

Flatness 
	
	
	Consider the possibility of becoming 
	a two-dimensional surface
	with no thickness whatsoever. 
	No, face-down on the floor won’t get it; 
	at best your nose will be in the way. 
	You’ve got to get lower, closer,...

Read More

Jayden Makieh Kelly
    

  Your skin was so smooth and shined bright like the rays of the glimmering sunlight.  Your hair was soft and reminded me of black velvet that...

Read More

A baby! What a remarkable creation…I remember our first night together…
how I could not help but stare…thinking how…only a day ago…he wasn’t even there.

Thinking back on how…exactly…this moment came to be…
wondering how something so beautiful…began...

Read More

They love me for the red, fullness, and curve of my lips.
They would love to pass their hands at the curves of my hips.

They would like to stay strong 
in the firm of my thighs,
It's...

Read More

Arrived is now Spring,
The scents of flowers 
scattered in the fields 
Awaken feelings of sleeping children.

Here, the breeze that goes 
Between flowering almonds.

There, weeping of poplars 
Are spreading like white snow.
Far away, along the path,
White...

Read More

A mother whispers to her son…
“I remember our first night together…as I wiped away a tear…
thinking how…only a day ago…you weren’t even here.

Thinking back on how…exactly…this moment came to be…
wondering how someone as beautiful as...

Read More

A baby! What a remarkable creation…I remember our first night together…how I could not help but stare…thinking how…only a day ago…he wasn’t even there.

Thinking back on how…exactly…this moment came to be…wondering how something so beautiful…began...

Read More

Geometry shows us God’s great fondness for lines
In the gazelles, birds and butterflies as well.
Everywhere we search in the midst of His designs,
Even in the sea we find many an animal in his shell.

Not stopping...

Read More

I wonder if heuristic,
tentative thoughts,
and ambiguous,
nebulous feelings,
coalesce, sometimes
into resonant knowing

In a personal
powerful
illuminating way
resilient hope of sharing
this round living Earth
with robust wildness
leaking out in between
relentlessly speaking words,
autobiographical lessons
never native learned

Thereby opening a passion
for searching communioned sacred...

Read More

Voyage of the Skipping Stone ~

I hold you in my hand –
A skipping stone –
Cradled flat against my palm
Perfect roundness 
Dark hues, born of fire and ice, smoothed by tidal dances
Of the moon enchantress and...

Read More

"Her Inner Flame"


When a man looks into her eyes, he knows the name, but not the beauty of her worth.  he does not know what secrets lie, underneath that dress, and between her legs,...

Read More

I enjoyed the singing games we held in our young
I enjoyed your clothing that you always shared
I love the deep reds, the large earings, the leather sandals and the beaded bracelets
I enjoy saying hi and...

Read More

There had been some twists and turns in his life
The rough streets were behind him
He had money in his pocket 
No longer ashamed of himself
He was free to be himself
She was someone he wanted to...

Read More

When blue sky has drawn its veil
That's when passions will prevail
Within the dark of nights closed eyes
Entangled lovers sweat and writhe

A fervent lust. A human need.
A chance to plant the given seed
It starts with just...

Read More

Beyond the atmospheric dome blue sky
A red sun punctuates every moment gone
Past cosmic black in dark suspense 
Hovers above the marbled cloud of Earth below

When stepping outside for the very first time
Looking up, the sky...

Read More

Lets not get carried away with facts
Or jump to the granular conclusions
Evident, proven beyond a reasonable doubt
Down to the shadows of last molecules found

Earth is held together by glue based magnets
Causing a stir in the...

Read More

In the beginning the world was flat.
Nature was magical and that was that.
We expressed or selves with cave drawings and cuneiform too
Cuneiform was cool because it was new. 
Later came sand script ant it was...

Read More

whereas I, by chance, talking to myself, finding myself
alone, enclosed by four walls and a door, knock
to see, in the invisibility, with x-ray ability, not held,
if you dear reader, sitting by your nightlight, might
switch it...

Read More