National Poetry Month, Day 5 Submitted by Robert David Williams my hands were first loves and we never stopped dreaming of blurred joys a plastic world hurling itself in begging begging to be tensile to the latest disciple supple curls realized in throes along with the unyielding betting betting dear in hopes that we would […]
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Poem of the Day: blurred joys
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Poem of the Day: fishwife tears
Posted in Nina Alvarez, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 03/14/2011| Leave a Comment »
Her coppers whiskey-full tumblers and better To suffer peripheral vision is not enough an Old position perpetual emotional she hammer Stole the thunder from my imagination a mind- Full goliath until every body comes home no more …Fist fighting or counting shattered roses music Is blood on white feathers every second hesitant This snowman sunders […]
Poem of the Day: of lonely men standing left at games end
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, robert david williams, words, Write, Writer, writing on 11/30/2010| Leave a Comment »
The light the light as if there were but one Falling in less than sphere direction yet Slithering about the unseen modes formed And forgotten on the windward side of Prime so thankful to find us patient and From the mouths of dreaming giants a cold Black logic solid converse of shadow Drips a torment […]
Poem of the Day: the fallen nest
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, robert david williams, words, Write, Writer, writing on 09/15/2010| Leave a Comment »
the kitchen faucet prattles on in dark, and i think of the fallen nest i found on the walk home… (in my demi-sleep, the dripping takes the voice of a fledgling) the chirping inserts itself, replacing all notion and no plumber, no sparrow, no god, i can do nothing to repair the illusion or the […]