Category Archives: Poetry

Bridge from methodtwomadness #writephoto

  Light reveals an opening, a net caught by what is broken, muddied, wet; scattered stones and history unmet. Tangled edges under/over ground, traveling as lines that make no sound, camouflaged by fragments lost, unbound. Continue reading: Bridge

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Joy

For Colleen’s tanka challenge

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Emotion #writespiration

Pallid hands grasping Hot breath and a leering smile Looming over me Anticipation In certain knowledge of pain Rigid muscles locked Silent screams muffled Echoing through every nerve As he advances Unable to flee Submission the only choice I am … Continue reading

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Embers #midnighthaiku

The hunger of youth Consuming consummation Smiles through its wrinkles * Tender contentment In familiarity Sees its reflection * Embers that once flamed Passionate in summer’s heat Now warm winter’s heart * For the Poets for Peace collaboration

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Silence (Tanka) by Sangbad #writephoto

  Wind slur, darkness clasp in poor weak light as the silence reigned boasting itself Continue reading: Silence (Tanka)

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Bridge #writephoto… Stuart France

* From the light place To the dark place A span… of I am. * Of maybe’s and supposes Littered like the discarded debris Of an I was That the Shadow-Net failed to trawl. * Continue reading here

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Summer #midnighthaiku

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But me from Life at 17 #writephoto

Life is in a mess, Like gutter with wastes, I feel so inadequate, so inadequate, Self doubt and insecurities filling me up, That’s when I see it blazing, That bridge, So big, so big, But on fire, The Bridge between … Continue reading

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Guest post: Jerry E. Smith – Hand is a verb

Between the hands is an awesome place. There, you  have the power to: Caress a loved one or strike out in anger. Build up a mountain of brick, mortar and concrete or Tear down a mountain of rock. Create volumes … Continue reading

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Champagne

Porcelain ghosts With hearts of ice… Prisoners of steel Haunt a concrete universe, Poisoned by champagne And their fat god of desire. They wake in the dark, When night cools their fever; A broken child within Remembers itself, Longing for … Continue reading

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