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Forced Hot Water: Criticism Of A Self Portrait
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Friday, July 8, 2011. Criticism Of A Self Portrait. This poem is a product of Art-spiration, thanks to the wonderful images of Bonnie from original art studio. And the folks over at one stop poetry. ALSO SUBMITTED FOR J INGLE POETRY'S POTLUCK WEEK 44. A coil of white ink. From the slightest tract of. Soft-tissue; a pale membrane aquiesces-. A diligent breath diffuses. Beneath a gate of ribs. Of many sinewous strings;. Traverses the narrow alley intersecting. A muraled door, opposing me. Into the mural;.
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Hoofprints In My Garden: December Rain
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Hoofprints In My Garden. Tuesday, December 13, 2011. The sky sinks low, flat grey and leaking rain,. A misty wet wind shakes the sodden leaves;. Raindrops run down my neck and up my sleeves;. Gutters sing a pitter-patter refrain. I duck my head under the barn doorframe. My worn gloves are wet and starting to freeze. Smoke from the house chimney feels like a tease;. I want to feel the wood stove's warming flames. December 13, 2011 at 6:33 PM. I hope you are all thawed out and you are now all warmed up.
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Stop Laser Weapons Now | Random Thoughts
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Of a random thinker. Stop Laser Weapons Now. When we created nuclear weapons, we created the means to destroy all life on Earth. I think all people, even the developers, regret that aspect of the technology. I wonder if they had it to do over, with the understanding we have now, what would happen? And what if the public at the time, both allied and axis, had understood atomic weapons before hundreds of thousands died? How things might have been different…. I hope this doesn’t sound like a paranoid ...
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dust | Danroberson's Blog
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. October 30, 2010. I didn’t ask to be like Job,. Whose life took a backward thrust,. Yet here I am with shredded heart,. Arising from the dust,. I’ve lost at love one more time,. But it will not hold me down,. I’ll spring into the world,. With a smile instead of a frown,. I’m alone but not alone,. For I believe in a higher power,. Hope is there to guide my way,. Each and every hour,. My arms are bare and empty,. I have no one to hold,. So I choose to embrace the world,.
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People | Danroberson's Blog
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. Fame was not to be. October 27, 2016. When I first started writing I thought this was the life I wanted to have, inspiration and love, sweat and tears, ink smeared on my face, and a shirt that looked like a writer’s shirt. My dream came true, except I also wanted to be rich and famous. October 20, 2016. You greet me with a smile each day,. And touch my heart with things you say. Your smiles are gifts and require no sound,. But you lift me up when I’m down. Thank you for...
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just words: fuck it list
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Sunday, November 13, 2011. Bucket lists are bullshit. What a waste of time. You didn't believe in. Chasing crippled notions and. Following losers to the gray zone. In the waning moments. Awareness sets in and now. To share with yourself. A thirty minute meal. Overpriced and consumed, reduced. To a golden crap. Puking in some unpronounceable ocean. Because you saw a movie and. How about a kick in your ass. Doing more when you were.alive. When the grind was eating your soul. So the kids could be. My new fa...
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Jon Stewart | Danroberson's Blog
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Just another WordPress.com weblog. Tag Archives: Jon Stewart. October 30, 2010. I didn’t ask to be like Job,. Whose life took a backward thrust,. Yet here I am with shredded heart,. Arising from the dust,. I’ve lost at love one more time,. But it will not hold me down,. I’ll spring into the world,. With a smile instead of a frown,. I’m alone but not alone,. For I believe in a higher power,. Hope is there to guide my way,. Each and every hour,. My arms are bare and empty,. I have no one to hold,. A LIFETI...
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