Spring weather in winter. Fisherman lands monster catfish. Why you should care about deflation. –Amelia turns the page. Fog in St Petersburg. Lost Sherlock Holmes story discovered. Get ready for $10 oil. –Amelia reads the article. Winter wonderland in the south. The beauty of a five-mile rainbow. U.S. drone-attacks Yemen….
Category: Poetry
Then you are!
23:59 — February 18 2030 Here I am Then you are So innocent you I? I remember holding this same letter (a weird object) questioning its authenticity Here I am writing it now feeling stuck in an anticausal reality …
Permission to dream
Poetics – Writing to the Art of Danny Gregory –a combination of polished and spontaneous creation | at dVerse Poets Pub. The monk said I shall remove all thoughts all moods all colours … a blank mind Eyelids closed Vocal chords relaxed Arms not comfortable I…
Confused reality
I heard something –maybe your name your voice or smile Fast beats Thin air Flushed skin I curl my hair with my fingers doubt my disguise Do not face the door! Control your anxiety Stop expecting him ……
I need to disappear
Cover my irides from all light Let the people around fade slowly –smoke dissipating into peaceful darkness Cover my ears from coherent sounds –random noise losing its volume Let me lie down My lightless wings grow gently –serene brush strokes by a faceless painter …
The memory at the end of the wind
There is an ocean at the precipice of your desired amnesia Ready? Take the step JUMP! Surprise the water Forget it all Can you? Can those waves clean selected echoes inside your head? Will they remove the memory brought by the wind? The one that hit you like…
Dark, bleeding, noiseless days
i. Monday was dark scented with coffee lethargic as northern fog ii. Thursday –you said can let those colours bleed –I stared iii. Today is noiseless only peaceful whispers interrupt with inky voices _____Adriana Citlali XV-I-MMXV The words I just wrote are my first try at…
A conflict
Air without wind –I’m asking for movement Desire covered by emptiness Hope where fantasy died –I’m still asking for motion Clouds walking with birds Leaves in windy spirals Breeze touching my lips –I am amused by this! _____Adriana Citlali XXII-IV-MMXII XV-I-MMXV
The capture
Nick Gentry creates artistic pieces with obsolete media. This poem was inspired by the piece titled Capture made with film negatives. Eyes hidden behind a veil of frozen memories & stolen stillness Kissable lips Alluring hair Cheeks stamped by a shady past You…
Cherry jam
Amelia feels desperate She is upset demotivated maybe sad out of focus a bit here a bit there Amelia is angry with the world because the sky is cloudy without shedding any snow the trees are leafless thin and mostly quiet (smart…