For the final One Shot Wednesday at One Stop Poetry, and the grand opening of the dVerse Poets Pub, I would like to bring back a classic – the poem with which I introduced myself at the first One Shot Wednesday, in July last year, when One Stop was still just a glitter and a [...]
Posts Tagged ‘One Stop Poetry’
Restless Nightmares
Posted in Poems, tagged Archives, Battle, Chaos, Classic, Death, dVerse, dVerse Poets Pub, Farewell, Galford, Horror, Humanity, Nightmares, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, One Winter Morning, Poems, Poetry, Poets, Reflections, Restless Nightmares Break, Thoughts, War on July 19, 2011 | 24 Comments »
One Winter Morning
Posted in Poems, tagged Beauty, Brave Face, Galford, Hiding, Humanity, Imagery, Love, Masks, Muse, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, People, Poems, Poetry, Poets, Relationship, Time, Wear and Tear, Winter, Woman, Women on July 12, 2011 | 34 Comments »
She woke before me, straining her brush through aurora strands, smiling at the pale gown reflected in the blue-green mirror. When she stretches, pink melon breasts exposed at the nipple collect prism dew, drowning in the throb of rehydrated crystal needles. The vapors of her perfume are scentless, senselessly caressing the rivers of [...]
Stone by Stone
Posted in Poems, tagged Civilization, Death, Galford, History, Humanity, One Shoot Sunday, One Stop Poetry, People, Poems, Poetry, Rebirth, Ruins, Stone by Stone, Triolet, War on July 10, 2011 | 25 Comments »
Stone by Stone Vines inhale the flesh The world atone Stone by Stone Memories of the haunted-hallowed moan Of all we’ve wrought, kingly mess Stone by Stone Humanity stripped, to rise afresh. * Hello, all. This, obviously, is my submission to One Shoot Sunday over at One Stop Poetry. It’s more than that, though. I [...]
By the Sea
Posted in Poems, tagged America, Beach, By the Sea, Galford, Galford Photography, Independence Day, Joy, July 4th, Nature, Ocean, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, People, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Relaxation, Sea, Summer, Sun, Tanka, Thoughts, USA, Vacation, Wanderlust, Water on July 5, 2011 | 20 Comments »
It’s been a while, and a long weekend to boot. In sum: got some sun, traipsed some beaches, wondered and waxed philosophic and photographic somewhere between the trees and the waves, and tasted of the delicious sensation known as BBQ. It was a long weekend, but a good one, and I can honestly say it [...]
A Gambol Song
Posted in Poems, tagged Abstract, Being, Chaos, Chaotic, Existence, Free Verse, Galford, Gambol Song, Growth, Humanity, Knowledge, Lightness of Being, Madness, Mankind, Nature, Nonsensical, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, People, Playful, Poems, Poetry, Society, Writing on June 28, 2011 | 21 Comments »
Beneath our hungry shore between life and grass more skin blossoms. Leap off moon– man is wild, a gambol song. * My latest submission for the great gathering of international poets known as One Shot Wednesday. Short but sweet, and more than little cooky to more than a few of you, I’m sure, I give [...]
Solstice Tanka
Posted in Poems, tagged Dance, Earth, Environment, Galford, Imagery, Inspiration, Love, Mother Earth, Nature, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Personification, Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Sensual, Sky, Summer, Summer Solstice, Sun, Tanka on June 21, 2011 | 23 Comments »
I wanted something suitably nature-oriented for this special One Shot Wednesday – since the party begins on Tuesday, after all, and this Tuesday is the summer solstice, the longest and (hopefully) most beautiful of days. My inspiration seemed cut off by grey clouds this morning, sadly, but with the afternoon there seems to have come [...]
Fettered Rise
Posted in Poems, tagged Arrogance, Civilization, Darkness, Domination, Flight, Galford, Graffiti, Greed, Guilt, Humanity, Icarus, Logic, One Shoot Sunday, One Stop Poetry, Passion, People, Photography, Picture Prompt, Poems, Poetry, Pride, Reaching Too High, Reason, Revelations, Sense, Society, Submission, Thoughts, Wealth on June 19, 2011 | 17 Comments »
Darkness Begets salvation. – Closed eyes embrace Wide-spaced longing, Riveted in fire like Old angels lacquered With the doubt— – The weight, They will come to call it, It lies heavy on the backs That would toil clouds To submission. – Naked passions Circumvent the sense of it, Armani dreams, Gucci heart Wing-tipped longing stands [...]
When there is nothing
Posted in Poems, tagged Absence, Freeverse, Galford, Heart, Human Nature, Imagery, Loneliness, Love, Night, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, People, Philosophy, Poems, Poetry, Questions, Relationships, Romance, Symbolism, Thought, Young Love on June 14, 2011 | 25 Comments »
Before abyss come the clock-tower. The little boy by midnight asks— her look, lost in the candlelight— the nature of empty books lain dormant, the moonless night above a bridge when there is nothing left to lose— in sedimentary smiles she sighs: when there is nothing there is love.
Stooped Celebration
Posted in Poems, tagged Aging, Construction, Creation, Galford, HDR, Interviews, Labor, One Shoot Sunday, One Stop Poetry, Photography, Picture Prompt, Poetry, Pride, Rob Hanson, Satisfaction, Simple Things, Time, Weaving, Work, Works Makes the Man on June 5, 2011 | 19 Comments »
Stooped celebration Thread by thread Stringing out the walkers Life of leather— Toiling at the standing grace Of other souls. Breaths ride the strands, Divinity locked in rasping labor; Noon passes stained glass With a smile— the hands know but the one song, they cannot sing it with regret. * My latest work for [...]
Sundress Summers
Posted in Poems, tagged Adventure, Childhood, Childhood Romance, Cinquain, Galford, Heat, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Passion, Poems, Poetry, Reflections, Seasonal, Summer, Writing, Young Love on May 31, 2011 | 26 Comments »
Barefoot, Sundress summers Bloomed in yellow visions With the milky drink of your lips— Child love. My latest submission for the gathering that is One Shot Wednesday. Returning this week to a style that’s been an old favorite of mine – the cinquain – for the purposes of capturing that summer swell. Lord knows we’ve [...]
