Melting under the sun. Blood hot, red hot that burns and boils. How the skin peels back like a snakes after drying for so long. Keep the mouth shut or it will fill with sand. Keep your shadow covered or the darkness will blaze. The body runs along the skyline, the mountains press upon us….
Category: Poetry
Free Hand #39
They slip under a sky that is painted maroon. From washed out blood faded and cold. The ocean brings them back in from where they were going to go. Moon rises and the sky is black. Swallows them whole. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to…
Thoughts on Collecting Words and Memorizing Poems
“Words are the blood and bones for all poets. It is crucial for poets to understand that one’s poetry can only evolve and mature with a constant habit of studying words, styles, forms and the memorization of poetry.”
Free Hand #38 (Cave of Expressions)
Cave of Expressions The words pull me under, tide sweeps overhead. Trying to dive into nowhere into nothing and burning, my mind, my head. My only sickness that plagues me is a cave of expressions that molds in the darkness of my intellect. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out…
Notebook Excerpts #4 (May/June)
Here are some excerpts from my May and June Notebooks. I use regular composition notebooks to write in, take notes, and attempt poetry and fiction. I have filled one entire Notebook every month for the last few years. I find it to be a good habit that keeps my writing and my mind fresh. +…