Absent light We stood before the mirror To laugh away the night— To watch the ebon shearer Carve away all trace of color, No escape within the muddled dance Like finest wine tread through the muller Far and away from time’s own chance. Some men would brawl To preserve that childhood lie, Yet all [...]
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The Iron Mask
Posted in Poems, tagged Adulthood, Childhood, Galford, Growing up, Hiding, Poetry, Time on April 17, 2012 | 17 Comments »
They called us children once
Posted in Poems, tagged Galford, Growing up, New Year, Passion, People, Poetry, Relationships, Time, Youth on December 31, 2011 | 17 Comments »
They called us children once. Before eyes were windows dappled in our fogged night, dawn proud; unknowing shadowed play between locked fingers. They called us children once. There came silence to the cries when our skin learned its shape, the mewling crescendo of fingertips drumming our answer in the twilit backseat. They called us [...]
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 [...]
Time, Decisions, and Opportunity
Posted in Quote of the Week, tagged Action, Antonio Porchia, Claude McDonald, Decisions, Ideas, Judgment, Justice, Lord Mansfield, Opportunity, Proverbs, Quotations, Quotes, Reasons, Self, Time, Wisdom on June 27, 2011 | 2 Comments »
Consider what you think justice requires, and decide accordingly. But never give your reasons; for your judgment will probably be right, but your reasons will certainly be wrong. ~Lord Mansfield Opportunity is a bird that never perches. ~Claude McDonald The flower that you hold in your hands was born today and already it is as [...]
Thundering #Haiku
Posted in Haiku/Senryu, tagged breaths, Galford, Haiku, Life, Lightning, Nature, Poetry, Short Poems, Storms, Summer, Thunder, Time on June 24, 2011 | 7 Comments »
Brown summer plains roil It blooms in thundered breathing Just a rasping—life.
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 [...]
Spring Haiku
Posted in Haiku/Senryu, tagged Galford, Haiku, Hope, Longing, Memory, Nature, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Reflections, Seasons, Self, Short Poems, Spring, Thoughts, Time, Writing on May 27, 2011 | 7 Comments »
I fade in secret Heart with the rain and the leaves— Wilting spring flowers.
Blood and Beauty
Posted in Poems, tagged Africa, Colonialism, Desert, Europe, Morocco, One Shoot Sunday, One Stop Poetry, People, Photo Prompt, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Repetition, Rosa Frei, Sahara, Time, World, Writing on May 1, 2011 | 11 Comments »
Sucking at the grains, the eyes, weather-beaten portals portray, in absolution, the sifting sands in hourglass like B-52 roar, the revelation of dry ocean repetition, the ships always setting sail never finding anything but mirage— blistered empty wounds singing long after they have sung, these eyes, these hands left to cover blood and beauty. * [...]
Master or Mastered?
Posted in Poems, tagged Adventure, Being, Dreams, Flight, Galford, Living, Longing, NAPOWRIMO, National Poetry Month, Observations, Poems, Poetry, Reflections, Short Poems, Striking Out, Thoughts, Time, Youth on April 29, 2011 | 4 Comments »
Master or mastered youth drinks the twilight’s streaming— spreads arms as wings in fluttered flights dreaming.
No More
Posted in Poems, tagged Age, Balance of Power, Cinquain, Civilization, NAPOWRIMO, National Poetry Month, No More, Observations, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, People, Poems, Politicians, Politics, Reflections, Society, Time, War, Young vs. Old on April 26, 2011 | 25 Comments »
“No more” the old man cries, spares the young men to die forcing wrinkled face to greet life– a lie. * My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! If you get the chance, be sure to check out all the other talented One Stop poets posting there – and what about yourself? [...]
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