sheets of pink-tinged grey raise walls between the orange orb and our sun-starved eyes yellowed grapefruit leaves — carting them inside where it’s warm saves trees from frost’s kill TPJPhoto.net — excellent photographer!!!!! spoonbills, herons, storks huddle together for warmth — not so much low tide
Author: Lisa or Li
mother, grandmother, gardener, observer of nature, reader, writer, learner, bicyclist, woman who runs with the wolves, lover of music, philosophical daoist. Welcome.
Day 10 — OctWriPoMo — Blue Eyes*
image link This poem needs an introduction. First, this is *not* an autobiographical piece. It *is*, however, a composite of some of the stories I’ve heard from the victims of sex trafficking. It’s *not* for the weak-hearted. It *is* a story that needs to be told. Secondly, the way it is put together is experimental…
Day 9 — OctWriPoMo — Believe also The Daily Post Prompt — Believe
image link Believe How does belie become believe? Did it start with your eyes betraying your lies? So it ends with goodbyes. How did I know that your words were just show? Over time, to and fro, sowing seeds that din’t grow. Bring me up, then so low. At the end, you had…
The Feral- Charcoal Drawing
Originally posted on Stoner on a rollercoaster:
I completed this drawing yesterday. When you try to grab random flying images in your head and merge them you end up with something like this…I decided to name it “The Feral”. And when you try to write something about your such drawing you end up with 4…
Mindhive
MINDHIVE Thoughts. Where’s your home? Great beehive, honey. Networks of chambers filled with honeycomb gold. Mined sometimes with great care. Sometimes shoveled out, clumped. Drones, unconscious, crawl the comb, vibing veins that must drip on the page; words dripping this way and that. They work tirelessly to empty it. Queen, Great Mother, makes sure drones…
ELASTIC
Elastic Energetic octopi. Latex has its way. A rubber band… Snap! Take as long as you like. Images shift with dark and light. Caramel in the sun. (acrostic form) The Daily Post — Prompts — Elastic
Day 7 — OctWriPoMo — Arrow
Pierce Arrow hood ornament Gilmore Car Museum 2014 Arrow Your jaw went slack. Your eyes went wide. You gasped for air. I hit my stride. Morning’s regret will wait.
