Tears in the Sand

If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.

Poetic Injustice

In lovely prose did Kilmer write,
Impressed by an arbored delight,
“I think that I shall never see,
A poem lovely as a tree.”

Editorial – “What Have We Become”

I wrote this piece on April 4, 2020 at the onset of the Covid pandemic. Some of the thoughts and feelings I captured then have changed and, sadly, some have not.

The Fall

I cannot warn you from the fall,
As wingless born, we all must fly…

Poetic Injustice

In lovely prose did Kilmer write,
Impressed by an arbored delight,
“I think that I shall never see,
A poem lovely as a tree.”

Tears in the Sand

If amidst the dry and sandy sea,
They could sit right across from me,
Would we still kill one another,
Or would we have seen a brother.

Wild Poetry: Wild Side (By Brad Osborne) — Blog of the Wolf Boy

We allow the trappings of what we have become. The haute couture wrappings of an upright kingdom. To infect how we think and how we see ourselves. Repressing all instinct, where nature sits and delves. This courtesy and tact we present to the world. Hides the genetic fact, an inner beast is curled. For even […] … Continue reading

Once vs Always

With knowledge comes the opportunity to accept or reject any behavior and set our own line for what is acceptable. But deception leaves us feeling the fool and being taken advantage of. Something that is innately reductive to our own self-esteem.

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author