Poem – “Fuel”

Jennifer Patino is one of the poets who consistently resonates deep truths. Just one example. Check her out at Pretty Kool Dame Poetry.

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FuelPhoto by Me

Fuel //by Jennifer Patino

I down
a cup
of jitterbugs
& shovel
of knowledge up

I will it
to inspire me
& I give in
to ink tangents
and the fire

I make
out of messes
& destroy
that which
doesn’t serve

I believe
that purity
of divine love
is the truth
of what we
really deserve

I do this
to stay alive
& enjoy the lessons
I’m given;
It’s all I know
about how to survive

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music · The Daily Post -- Prompts · Uncategorized

One Way Out – – The Allman Brothers

image link Eat a Peach is another one of those 25c at a yard sale CDs that I didn't have a lot of investment going into it when I listened.  I bought it because I recognized the song title from a CD compilation of various hits of the 70's I used to listen to at… Continue reading One Way Out – – The Allman Brothers


Old Bones On The Shore

Another exquisite photograph by Ted Jennings that has inspired a haiku:

My lifesap fading

I reach out, touching you to

share our afterlives.


Two shots of bones around sunset.

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The great thing here, you can wait 5 minutes and take another shot, it will look different.

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Day 30 — OctWriPoMo — Forbidden

image link Taken directly from the shadow poetry website: A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines), and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only… Continue reading Day 30 — OctWriPoMo — Forbidden

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Day 27 — OctWriPoMo — Peony!

photo taken in 2015 The form is etheree, which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables.   Peony!   Ah! The scent! Peony! Ginger sweetness Invades my nostrils Ants, bees, I, all called to The olfactory altar Deep within ruffled rainbows are The yellow-powdered nuggets, manna… Continue reading Day 27 — OctWriPoMo — Peony!


because #metoo is just too much

I haven’t specifically written to the #metoo campaign that is going on, but I’ve read an awful lot of others writing on the subject. Wanda Olugbala writes with deep resonance for me on the subject.

fearfree living

i have not
always been brave

i don’t know how many there were
i was on the ground
there were hands
grabbing at me.
squeezing me.
pinching me.
i couldn’t tell you
how long it lasted.
it ended when i grabbed
one of them by the
back of his head slammed
his face into the gravel and
dragged him till the white
meat showed. the teacher asked
if i had any regrets. i told her, ‘hell nah.’

i was six.

i did not always have
a snappy comeback

i’m not like the other boys.
i can give you a baby.
why the phuck would
i want a baby?

i was 12.

i was always afraid
i was always angry

my uncle took me into the basement.
he told me this is what they will say.
this is what they will do.
no matter how scared you…

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Pep Ventosa — mesmerizing photos

Photographer Pep Ventosa is the Edge of Humanity Magazine contributor of this fine art photography. To see Pep’s body of work click on any photograph. See also: New Faces From The Past By Pep Ventosa via Artist Exposé – Fine Art Photography — Edge of Humanity Magazine


The Feral- Charcoal Drawing

A Wild Woman whose voice keens in the wilderness. Hear. Listen.

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 incomplete posts on the same subject… and it’s annoying trust me.

I don’t understand the measurement of beauty by the degree of human-invented finesse and Superficial criteria of perfection.

Aren’t animals way more naturally elegant than us?? Just watch them walk.. they don’t train on a ramp.

We all have our feral side that we suppress just to blend into this chaotic mess of people made of plastics, veiled in thousands of layers of deceit, constantly trying to fool themselves that shedding their skin and replacing it with cheap paper mache and tacky plastics is the way to blend in.

Even worse…

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A dirge in this, the electronic era. The writer of the dirge is one of the best poets I’ve found out here in Word Press Land.

Poesy plus Polemics

Heart-and-Soul The Heart and Soul Nebulae – photo by NASA

avalanching ethers

burst among solar flares

explosive with locust bytes

swarming in broadband storms

chomping through dark matter orbits

dimming the starlight

with sensory overload

to then disappear

massive cloud after cloud

into gestating bellies of

Cancer and Capricorn

reborn and transmogrified

carapaced cloven-clawed

mandibled sea-goats

voracious for unwrinkled brains

with pubescent attraction

to distraction of inane textese

reductive emoticonned moments

flashing frivolous acronyms

from voice-command gadgets

and chatspeaking thumbs

unable to utter

or finger-swipe

anything cosmic

to rescue the intellect

from cultural dross piled like grave-dirt

interring a species

that might have discovered

the soul of the universe

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