“Neuron,” by Roxy Paine stilled seed drive ache from need run through a thousand sleeps on wind with summer beneath feet by these, head’s waxy recall lies stilled seed over mad music
Category: mental health
#FF — Prison
PHOTO PROMPT © Susan Rouchard Prison Since the day Daddy held her down when Mama went to town; onward to the day Bobby, the butcher’s son, caught her in the school stairwell, she’d been in prison. Always looking over her shoulder on day errands and never venturing out at night, menace lurked as her companion….
#SLS — “Crawling,” by Linkin Park
Linkin Park From wikipedia: Linkin Park is an American rock band from Agoura Hills, California. The band’s lineup consists of vocalist/rhythm guitarist/keyboardist Mike Shinoda, lead guitarist Brad Delson, bassist Dave Farrell, DJ/turntablist Joe Hahn and drummer Rob Bourdon, with vocalist Chester Bennington. Vocalist Mark Wakefield was an early member prior to Bennington’s recruitment. Categorized as…
dVerse — Q192 — Blue’s Pink
“Pink Bayou” by Stacey Strugatz I languish a dark lagoon, trapped in brackish waters, a sand bar desert from love. Gulls glide drafts and laugh at jokes without punchlines. Day fades to new moon tide whispers and laps its way; channel etched by dawn to swim blue’s pink again. Melissa is today’s host for dVerse’…
dVerse — Poetics — Letters of Love
Barb and Rod when grey dulls life’s gleammind wandering back to bleaknessyour face, grace, returnsyou turn, I follow your lightblack numbness again vanquished Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Poetics. Punam says:I think, we all have many, maybe hundreds, of unsent and unwritten letters inside us. So let’s write letters today. Write to…
dVerse — Poetics — Inspired by van Gogh’s, “Window in the Studio”
What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show…
Not a Fortunate Son (originally posted on 4/22/19. It feels right to post it again.)
image link My Uncle Lonny served in VietNam and was injured when a plane accidentally sprayed napalm on friendly troops. One half of his body had the skin peeled off and his lungs were seared. Uncle Sam stuck him in the Veteran’s hospital when he got back to the States, located at Fort Grand…
Tao Talk 