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Peter Seaton 1942? – 2010...
Yesterday’s Songs Homer sings the gods of war, Homer sings “Uptown Girl.” He strings his lyre w/ piano wire if he’s got the notion, molds calliopes from white bread then throws them to the wine-soaked ocean. That was one of the poems I...
Juliana Spahr: Rethinking poetics John Keene: A Poem-Report Rebecca Wolf: The personal vs. “social poetics” Stephanie Young’s “Repoport” Marjorie Perloff’s response to Stephanie Young K. Silem Mohammad’s post-conference thoughts Nada Gordon: “you can’t rethink poetics…very well… in the same old theatre of power” Joshua Clover: “where all dialectical thought begins – with Silliman’s blog” (reg....
Allen Hoey 1952 – 2010...
Frank Sherlock for Poeteevee...
José Saramago 1922 – 2010...
this is all your fault
SilverThe sandals I stole from Kmart. The lighter you used on the ivy,the dumpster. The padlock on the refrigerator after Sara's fight with Mom. The polish Sara dabbed on her nails, and Mom's seashells in the top shelf basket. The pit bull's collar as he dove against his chain,...
Like a Fat Gold WatchALL SUBMISSIONS ARE DUE JULY 15TH!!submit to ceehamm@gmail.comLike a Fat Gold Watch: I am collecting an anthology of poems and more that celebrate Sylvia Plath’s life and work, but do not fetishize her suicide and death. Please submit your poems about Sylvia Plath for an anthology...
Ramona the FallenCrooked, rectangular eyes. The stench of the horses we knit ourselves to. Her ears clotted with gold/diamond circles she tugged until her scabs opened their mouths. Hurling down her shining silver pony, she broke the fence with her collar-bone -- the poles banging together with a sound like...
Tuesday, ChicoThe hotel swimming pool,full of floppy children and chemical stink. The flydying on my nightstand.A quarter and magic fingersfor two minutes. Orangediamond, black diamond,orange -- the bedspread reeksof bleach and violets. I needto understand some things,you said, some things involvingher. This time, I left. July...
I'm trying out some new images for the cover of my next book, "Echo Park". Here's a close up and then the big picture. I'm trying for a wallpaper motif.Big: The Big Picture:...
Lines Excised from the 5th Poem About Your DeathThen you said, I'm not really your mother. How, when you took off your shirt, I saw your black-winged bra cupping your freckled breasts. The Wednesday when you told me you couldn't answer my call last night because you had someone's...
Me~Tronome
Is the cultural mix lonelier, emptier, thinner and far less interesting now than it was in the 1960s? I would guess not lonelier or emptier, given that more are writing poetry now than at virtually any other time in American history. As to whether it's less interesting, that's a...
Thanks to the Internet, poetry is truly the most democratic of art forms. Essentially— anyone can do it , publish poetry, that is. Can anyone make a film, open a gallery, start a rock band? No. The materials (or instruments and amps) required to jumpstart such ventures is too cost...
New Myopic Poetry Series Dates
Come spend some time in a cozy bookstore rubbing elbows with poets and ... books. The Myopic Books Poetry Series is free, which is best of all. This, however, is an interior shot of Filter, the venerable Wicker Park landmark, while it was still kicking.Myopic Books1564 N....
Few men in world history have had the courage of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. In his relatively short life, which was cut short at age 39 by an assassin’s bullet, he set an example of steadfast determination. There are many resources online of King’s personal history, but I,...
Metrophobia: Poetry as Last House on the Left
Are you afraid of poetry?I’m afraid of it only to the extent that it has given me some sense of the awesome power of language to expand awareness. So, to some extent poetry is a conduit that has increased my awareness and an expanded awareness can seem to shift...
New 2010 Myopic Poetry Series Dates
Sure it's COLD, but all the more reason to spend some time in a cozy bookstore rubbing elbows with poets and ... books.Saturday, January 23 : Roger Bonaire-Agard & Kevin CovalSunday, January 24 : Nick Demske & Michael Bernstein _________________IN CONJUNCTION WITH The Chicago ReviewSaturday, January 30 : Christian...
Chicano Poet
A Poem By Jake GonzalesMax the Wonder DogDriving you home was a joy as you sat in the front seatYou were the cutest puppy, fluffy, soft, and huge white feetWe took you in and gave you a name, MAXOur other dogs welcomed you and licked you, I guess to help...
After death takes Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. for itscustomary ride, he ends up face to face withGod, and he asks God, “What in hell are peoplefor?”God looks puzzled, and screams, “Who said that?”Finally he sees the wriggly, little figure, andrealizes that the awful sound is coming from it.“What!” he demands.“What in...
ALWAYS THEREYou said you'd always be there for meand,yes,indeed,you've always been there for me.Unfortunately,I'M OVER HERE!Check out Time's Back Door here....
Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye MayAt parting timehe hugs her.He can not getenough of her.Her lipsare patiently awaiting his.Her bodysurrenders.Heblinks.Time wrings its handsand moves on.It gives everyonea chance....
A Poem By Shinkichi TakahashiThe PeachA little girl under a peach tree,Whose blossoms fall into the entrailsof the earth.There you stand, but a mountain may be thereInstead; it is not unlikely that the earthMay be yourself.You step against a plate of iron and halfYour face is turned to iron. I...
A Poem By Jim Murdoch HANDS Even when we forget, our hands remember everyone we have touched and how. How we held them then how we pushed them away even as our...
Poetry Blog of 32 Poems Magazine
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One more day slipped beneath me and left through the back door. An article I read claims we have the most willpower in the morning. One way to resurrect that power in the afternoon is…to listen to music? I was surprised by this suggestion, yet it worked. On the way...
Last night, I looked up from mountains of work (and the BYGGA construction set from IKEA) and realized I’ll be heading away from life as I know it in just 10 days. I expected panic to set in. However, panic did not show up. Without realizing I was getting ready, I’ve...
Are you looking for an online poetry workshop? Take a workshop with 32 Poems editor Deborah Ager. Participate from the comfort of your home — geography, traffic, and blizzards can’t stop you — and receive feedback on your work. The tuition is ridiculously low and will likely increase the next time...
During National Poetry Month, I accepted entries to win one of two poetry books. I’m pleased to announce that Dan Johnson won a copy of my very own Midnight Voices. Shelly Holder won a copy of Pablo Neruda’s Twenty Love Songs and a Poem of Despair. Please email your address to deborah (at)...
the amandzing way
Strelitzia growing in my garden… i’ll probably be in a little trouble with my wife because i..um…’trimmed’ our overly bushy garden to access the strelitzia, but she’s still sleeping so i’m safe for now… Tagged: africa, johannesburg, love life, love the world, photo, photograph, photography, south africa, strelitzia...
“Losing family obliges us to find our family. Not always the family that is our blood, but the family that can become our blood. And should we have the wisdom to open our door to this new family, we will find that the wishes and hopes we once had for...
Bloggers for a free press Last week, shocking revelations concerning the activities of ANC Youth League Spokesperson Nyiko Floyd Shivambu came to the fore. According to a letter published in various news outlets, a complaint was laid by 19 political journalists with the secretary-general of the ANC, against Shivambu. This complaint...
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/03/04/roy-ashburn-arrested-anti_n_485419.html Early Wednesday morning, State Sen. Roy Ashburn (R-Calif.) was pulled over and arrested for drunk driving. Sources report that Ashburn — a fierce opponent of gay rights — was driving drunk after leaving a gay nightclub; when the officer stopped the state-issued vehicle, there was an unidentified man in the...
vanessaleighsblog (10:41:39) : amandzing: You can do it. It is just you, after all. is it? is just me? perhaps its the sum of the parts that are greater than me those parts that lurk and wriggle and writhe in the darknessssssssss away from the outer light thats ssssso bright it burns your eyes hides the lies and never tires of...
marapales.blogspot.com all about the fight for lgbti rights. it’s in spanish, but with the help of babelfish you should get by. make the effort, it’s worth it. ...
Cosmopoetica - Blog
David Foster Wallace on iPhone 4′s FaceTime Nice catch by Kottke. I remembered the video phone discussion, but didn’t think about it in relation to the new iPhone. tags: cosmolinks, technology, dfw, david foster wallace Posted from Diigo. The rest of my favorite links . . . → Read More: Links, Links,...
RIP: David Markson (1927-2010)
[CC licensed photo by adm] David Markson passed away last Friday. I have recently had reason to think about Markson’s work, in particular Wittgenstein’s Mistress, which—like many—I came to thanks to David Foster Wallace’s high praise. At the time I found Markson’s experimental novel mostly...
on the Persistence of Poetry (Eiléan Ní Chuilleanáin)
“There is a relation between language and truth that is very subtle and is always changing. For the reader or listener who can appreciate the constant shifting, each new poem one finds is a fresh statement of that relation. Because in poetry there is a focus on language, the relation...
[CC licensed image by Ko An] “June” It’s hard to imagine that in just a few months it will be 45 degrees below zero and my breath will freeze and fall to...
DOUBLE MOON: CONSTRUCTIONS & CONVERSATIONS by Margo Klass and Frank Soos » RATTLE: Poetry for the 21st Century DOUBLE MOON: CONSTRUCTIONS & CONVERSATIONS by Margo Klass and Frank Soos tags: poetry, art, reviews, cosmolinks Quote of the Day Not the “only” art, but certainly the one to which this happens most often. tags: cosmolinks, poetry, criticism ...
[resurrecting some old poems for historical purposes] [CC licensed photo by davebluedevil] “12 Years Old” …and in a few minutes we’ll be crushed together in the tool shed’s crawlspace, oily gray floorboards above us and your...
Dunstan Carter - Poetry
If your freedom Is walking round Broken glass parks As the dark spits it’s venom All over your brow, How is it Your visits Are met with dog barks? And why is it Your wow is a factor Unsparked? Poetry.net...
The tears followed laughter, The memories of seeing you snaffle Walnut whips by the fire In the green comfy chair, A sneaky spoonful of brandy butter Minutes after declaring your shock That you’d put on weight again somehow, Stories of ballerina horses, Gravy browning Zulus And Ian Rush’s love Of...
The gnarled redneck gent All pot yellowed fingertips Flapping the wind wild Is gone. Poetry.net...
They were broken like crockery, Cut bloody with consequence And tailor made for disaster, Their hearts smelt of gin, Their eyes rattled stories And they loved the feeling of falling, It was just like a film. Poetry.net...
Spring’s power ballads A bright bloom of emotion An actress in flight Poetry.net...
You defined the horrors Of my idiotic ways, The plays in my head Where the dead rise and cry And the pre-packaged lies Where the clichés all tried To scream all unique, Their beaks in the wind As snobbery pecked, As indecision let The pain feast and bet Under clouds...
Poet Hound
Flaneuer and BAP Quarterly Open Submissions
We have TWO Open Submissions calls today:The deadline for BAP Quarterly is June 30th for the Memory Themed issue! Directly from their site I have posted the guidelines:• Please send all submissions in the body of the email. In the Subject line please indicate the theme, type of submission,...
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=176256“Action and Non-Action” by Chuang Tzu http://www.juked.com/2010/06/crickets.asp“Crickets in an Airtight Jar” by Haines Eason Thanks for clicking in, please drop by tomorrow for more Open Submissions…...
Count yourself lucky if you live in New York so you can go to the events in person, otherwise check out this blog for links to interviews, find out interesting poetry related news and more…http://ceptuetics.blogspot.com/Thanks for clicking in, please stop by Wednesday for more Poems Found by Poet Hound…PS ...
Poetry Tips: The Poetic Biography
Many writers decide to tackle biographies at some point in their lives, I challenge you to create a poetic version. Make it short, medium, or long, funny, sad, or all of the emotions of life. Good luck to all who try it, please drop in next week…...
Dancing Girl Press Open Chapbook Submissions
This is straight from their web-site:dancing girl press chapbook seriesdgp is happy to accept manuscripts from women poets for publication in our annual chapbook series. We plan to publish 10-20 chapbooks per year chosen from the best of the manuscripts we receive. See about dancing girl press publications. While we...
https://sites.google.com/site/rhpissue32/jim-murdoch“Hands” by Jim Murdoch http://poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/21523“Poems for Blok, 1” by Marina Tsevetaeva Thanks for clicking in, please stop by tomorrow for more Poetry Tips…...
Uncle David
Let me MosesYou like a peopleLed into the WildernessOf remembranceOf dark skinned peopleOf love songs peopleOf cracked knuckle’sBeauty and pinnedBack smiles any swollenGroin with sexualKnowledge the wayA black man does it.-Poetry and thoughts on my life...
Ask nothingLove no distanceBody your mindAnd for a timeFeel the itchingOf a grabbed heart.-Poetry and thoughts on my life...
Ready or not hereI come run like rainRound the thorn of theRoses in closedTime of body’s rhymesYet in truth thePast is passed theSmashed days ofGodly ways andOrgan’s stop of workingIn the bonesOf the body theMan that I Love is allHands ofDead buriesOwn blood andAfter cryingHis dwellingWants in theBest place ofThe...
I restore theMystical try of theAbsurd the GodlessNeeds of men whoDeception is princeOf old men’s lovesOf openly foolsOf food for theAnimal that we areI store up whomTrouble himselfAs able man ofEasy colors andUnder the bluesThe serpent isResplendid asThis beautiful manSatan the lightBringer of the lit lightI am the firstUnfettered furtiveOf...
What is theElements ofYour loveCorn fire whiskyWhisper desiresAnd understoodKindness rainsFrom the skyAnd crispy menAre what is requiredTo pass the permitThat spears theSilence skyWhat is elementalTo broken eyesAnd lips thatDie out of timeAnd hound headSquirrels reconstructingOur voices perhapsIt’s the flesh orSome silent keptIn silent on darknessOr lips of stars orTreadmill boysOf...
Those amateurAmerican of theSalvation ArmyOf restrictionsAgainst male loveThat broad boardBroad-shoulder menWho people the ChristianChurch and wait onThe second comingThose minute mindedMen of forestalledCum and came comeWhen the deed is donePeople me with saltyTears kept in a jarMade of years keptBehind the sofa likeSome dead crematedGrandmotherWho was ashamedOf the way that...
negative wingspan
Journal-writing and I are at odds. A day in the life is justnot that interesting nor true.Don't you live elsewhere?I do. I wish I lived here. I wishI were a hero with a thumb big enough to plug the spill.I'd be that unpretty and immobileto do that....
One sentence is death, but there are others....
the day ahead barrelschild to walk hair all bedit is coming! the bird on decknot an omen but the insectbeaked says a thing beyondtwitching which it does even after -- already it may bea dead one -- the sun has notthrough the rowhouse row bloomed nothing wants today...
If the walk was about the perfection of walking, she failedIf, however, it was about foot fallingone beyond the other, abouthow the lack of balance in life can getyou somewhere, why thenshe was a god....
On stage, she performed salt. She parched her audience, their faces she sucked into them-selves, faces becoming removals of faces, reductions of faces, faces minus.Ixet performed salt and kept a mental notebook: she listed eyes bulging, puckeringlips, craters of cheek, eventually total liplessness. She catalogued teeth as theywere revealed--canine and...
Ixet is a pretty girl with napkins.What happens, she asks, when one is leftbehind one's life?She watches another, littler girl in a coffeeshop.She is too young for coffee.The woman she is with has bought her candy.No girl is ever, ever too young for candy.The apartment building on the corner has...
Earth & Pragmatism
"Imaginary evil is romantic and varied; real evil is gloomy, monotonous, barren, boring. Imaginary good is boring; real good is always new, marvellous, intoxicating." Weil. Gravity and Grace, p. 62...
"The Line to See the End of the Crisis," Jaime Lluch, found at el silencio, on flickr...
The Gateway Arch of St Louis by Eero Saarinen
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A window Within Myself
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Flying without wings...Originally uploaded by achew *Bokehmon*I come to you as a woman Wanting to lean To carry me with your wings But you let me down Yet you don’t know that I’m un-crushableYou rejection gives me strength To face all the might Reaching the pick without your wings As...
Here is my Zi latest moves ...its great to see here on the walker..Cant wait till she take her real steps...
(Title: Soul 2 Soul Artist: Chris W Brown Creative Views)When I arrived in hereI tangled within lifeColours flourished between my eyesIn midst of all colour splashA growing bud is surly alive Still yet existed with no rush But if the rope is retreated I will turn to withdraw A glad...
A touch of narcotic To how far to reach Seems earth not enough If I can float one more time A second to be so far Away from pain Closer to ecstasy How can this be an addiction?A salvation out of twingeBut to all I’m just a drug addict Copyright...
One you are...This the gains of attending a creative writing workshop, facilitated by Priyanka Sacheti who is a freelance writer and journalist based in Muscat, Sultanate of Oman. An Author of three volumes of poetry during her school-years. What I have learned in the workshop, sometime even though you are...
international exchangefor poetic invention
Lantern Review: Issue One is Now Live
From the Lantern Review blog: At long last, the inaugural issue of Lantern Review is now live on our web site! We’re thrilled to be able to present a volume of more than 30 extraordinary pieces, in a wide range of styles, and by poets of multiple generations. Contributors...
«Faire part», # 26/27: Jean-Marie Gleize, La poésie n’est pas une solution
*www.revue-faire-part.fr >>> pdf dépliant 1.1 Mb <<< *Le faire part nouveau est arrivé Prochain rendez-vous avec la revue faire part les 19 et 20 juin au Marché de la Poésie - Place St Sulpice à Paris en présence de Jean-Marie Gleize et de collaborateurs du numéro 26/27 ...
poesiefestival : Berlin, June 2010
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Effects of globalization on the poetry of a mid-sized language
On my weblog, I have just posted a brief essay on the effects of the Internet and poetic globalization on Dutch poetic culture. Here's a fragment:There is a subtle difference between the poetic situation in one's language being influenced by outside influences, and the continuation of some debate that comes...
XXVth World Poetry Prize Anthology NOSSIDE 2009
The Anthology of the Nosside Prize 2009, 183 pages, published by Cittá of the Sole Edizione of Reggio Calabria with an Introduction of professor Pasquale Amato of the Universiy of Messina and verses of the poetess Nosside de Locri(III b.C.) reunites...
S/N: NewWorldPoeticsis a quarterly journal dedicated to the poetries of the Americas and to South/North [S/N] dialog. In each issue we will publish poetry and poetics in English or Spanish translation, introducing North American...
Poetmeister ...on the road to Parnassus
Ordinary men act extraordinary, fierce purpose prevails. A band of brothers fight to the death for each other and the world-at-large. War, like it or not, determines one’s survival. “Life” does not take sides. Peace is an ideal; easier said than done, right? Honor our fallen. Life at war with...
Tears picture by hazelh3 on Photobucket . I believe I drank from Cup of Despair hidden hung on Life’s abundant tree - or it found me – hiding in low bough shadows cringing – naked alone on the Human knee. There’s a life out there in the mirey clay; broken,...
Darfuri Cry from the Wilderness
“If only the world knew, We would have done something.” from Mia Farrow‘s Darfur blog, 4.13.09 Ohh, we know the plight of the Darfuri, all right. As we sleep tight in our feather beds at night, little Darfuri feet are on the beat scavenging imaginary streets between rows of tents...
[ This is 4 my Bro- welcome to Poetmeister! Pour out your mind here. You can do this, Greg, without fear of judgmental asshats butting in! ] heh heh Tagged: waiting for mybro - not godot ...
From the crypt.. mwaaaaaaaaahaha!!!!!!!
Halloweaned There’s nothing hallowed about this day, unless druidism is your Way? more’s the wayward mind, wide-eyed drunk, shriveled and shrunken talking heads, spiked like an olive on a tooth pick, on wrought iron will. Cats gutted & strung up charred- for the fun of it, mores lost to treatful days long past- a loaded bag thrown up on granma’s porch- a trick too common to make a stink about. By today’s standards it’s no teen with...
Wazzup wit dat? (but no one waz kilt ;)
Hey! something came in kicked the tar out my sidebar. Bullets everywhere!! Tagged: blog sidebar rearranged, Jestku, long time for page to download, no one was kilt, Poetmeister ...
Poets.org
Read about Jane Campion's film Bright Star, chronicling the love affair between John Keat and his neighbor Fanny Brawne, as well as the poems and love letters featured in the biopic. ...
Spotlight Poet: Denise Duhamel
The author of numerous books and chapbooks or poetry, Duhamel writes poems that communicate "the ache of human existence." ...
While it is seems even literary science fiction pieces are rarely categorized as literature, many serious poets have written poems on the topic of life beyond our world. ...
Paul Lawrence Dunbar: In Summer
Oh, summer has clothed the earth / In a cloak from the loom of the sun! / And a mantle, too, of the skies' soft blue... ...
The author of several books of poetry and a novel, Wheeler writes poems that speak in the "the jangling discourse of our nation." ...
Join the Poets.org Street Team, Create and publish notebooks of your favorite poems, browse writing exercises, join a discussion forum, and more! ...
The Best American Poetry
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JUST EXPERIMENTING WITH O’HARA, by Greg Hewett
Still thinking about the mainstreaming of gay culture, and more specifically, gay poetry, and I am struck by the fact that so many of the touchstone poets for younger poets today happen to be gay men: Duncan, Ginsberg, Spicer, Blaser,... ...
Brooklyn Garden [by Jennifer Michael Hecht]
Exhibit A, my friend the B. Exhibit B, a baby pickle, brineless, yet, but consider the bad music of the word cucumber and the nuclear cuteness of cuke and you'll se why i went with the weird yet wonderful pickle.... ...
ONCE UPON A TIME IN GAY LITERATURE, by Greg Hewet
Next month, as part of a series guest-edited by Mark Doty, Graywolf Press will reissue James White’s uber-lyrical, posthumous 1982 The Salt Ecstasies. This has got me thinking about what may be only an asterisk in recent literary history, but... ...
“THE TORSO” AND POETICAL ALCHEMY, by Greg Hewett
I read Ekbert Fass’s biography of Robert Duncan when it came out in 1983, and was floored to learn that Duncan had a visceral first reaction to H.D. similar to my own. I believe he described his experience as one... ...
Garden Update 2 (by Laura Orem)
More garden pictures. Of course, this is nothing compared to my neighbor's 2-acre plot, but I'm starting to get excited. The Amazing Atomic Zucchini Plant Sweet pepper: More sweet peppers. I planted seven different kinds. I like peppers. The big... ...
Watermark
A stranger to me found this gift from a stranger, and sent it on: Thank you, Nancy Taylor. Today begins NaPoWriMo, a month-long flurry of gifts from strangers. Perhaps I will send some on myself....
This room, its comforts, soft sheets, firm bed, the white noise machine pretending to be the sea -- one dog curled at your feet, the other twitching with her own nightmares on her own bed -- ceiling fan casting dust & air on the Asian silk carpet. The bed clothes...
if i were to tell you everything bare twisted branches against a graying sky if i were to tell you dreams thick with familiar strangers one of them always you a few birch leaves cling yellow to the tree an empty red mailbox a white black-tailed cat the dog coughing...
there are winged women in my garden. there are two. no. three. they are heavy. they are made of iron. once they were the legs of an antique table. now they are poised to fly from the garden fence. and then there's me....
can i still write a snapshot poem? is it still in me? the sky is grey, but high earlier, there was a dull purple beneath a glow that made the sky seem higher sparrows at the seed and fighting in the vines is it really the weaker sparrow they gang...
'The Poets Lodge'
Tribute to J. D. Salinger - WHY?
WHY ?`The Catcher In The Rye`caught Mark Chapmans eye.Pulled from death in ’77.Thought the plan was hatched in heaven.He read the book, and then could see,the shape of his own destiny.But he didn’t read through the childs eye,and he answered the callof the Black Bishops cry.He felt the guilt, and...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~What are we ? I hear you cry,as you see another die.Why do we fight ?Why do we hate ?Do we have the answer ?Is it all too late ?If you recognise these thoughts as yours.Do you run and hide behind closed doors ?The truth is there,as it should be.As...
The Song of LifeThe Song of Life plays gentlyin the background of our mind.It has the chord, the message tooto make life great, for me and you.So soft that we don't hear a sound.The Song of Life is so profound.The 'lost chord' many call it,and they search both high...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~It's Just An Illusion BabyIt's just an illusion baby,I thought you knew.It's just an illusion baby,This World so blue.The stars in the sky.The air we breath too.It's just an illusion baby.I thought you knew.Our brain is just the hard-drive,of a miniscule computer.So small and so invisible,I thought you knew.Every vision...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Fell.Sometimes dark, sometimes blue,the purple haze envelopes you.Wraps you with it's swaddling skinnot letting other souls slip in.A pumping fluiditious sound,of a heart-beat that is so profound.Protects and feeds you love each day,until it's time to make your way.Out into this world so cruel,you enter more precious than any...
----------------------------------------Tin Can Dan.Tin Can Danwas a funny little Man.He had a stoop when he walked,,spat and dribbled when he talked.He was out in the morning,in the noon, the eve and night.In the pitch-black you’d see Danwith his little pen flashlight.Searching through the bins,through the gutters too.Searching out those tin-cansthat were...