Monthly Archives: July 2017

“We’re not our skin of grime, we’re not dread bleak dusty imageless locomotives, we’re golden sunflowers inside, blessed by our own seed & hairy naked accomplishment-bodies growing into mad black formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our own eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive riverbank sunset Frisco hilly tincan evening sitdown vision.” Allen Ginsberg, Sunflower Sutra, Collected Poems 1947 – 1980 Well, and on this not quite as… Read More

She’s at it again, capricious Universe She never stops cutting capers Playing at blizzards back East, bopping Like an adolescent at a school dance Camping out on Venus and Mars She tosses stars across the night sky And lights orange fires at day-break Warming flowers into jewels and pastels When you see them in yellow You know the Universe is laughing Pink is her Cosmic “I love you! I do!” Yep! Here… Read More

The poems published today are responses to the last Wednesday Writing Prompt, July 19 – “because love poems are elegies.” As always, it’s so interesting to see how the perspectives differ. Enjoy this wonderful little collection. Be sure to comment by way of encouraging the poets. Thanks to Annie, Renee, Paul, Sonja and Colin for coming out to play this week.  Bravo! “Goodbye,” she said It has been – interesting But …… Read More

savor the counted days and the thousand nights, the wealth ………………..of timed gifts … this singular moment, a million souls dancing, reflecting something larger like the moon’s glow as it flames in your eyes by night © 2017, poem and photo, Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved