Tag Archive | poetry
Flutes of Light
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
we’ve retold the stories of our lives like prehistory so many times we forgot the white morning or the gulls that drove us to listen to traces of infinity we become our own museums sort of broken accounts of what happened to us, a thousand photos later we still can’t…
Nevertheless-es
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
people came from all lover to consult me about love their relationship stories I swallowed eagerly, like a poet I made no choice I decided nothing my days were liquid sky unaccountable water of drunk stars I was the last muted syllable of sunsets, and proud as words words that…
Changing Seasons #Bible #ourworld #war
Originally posted on penned in moon dust:
? Blessing comes in the form of peace safe haven while war rages about Blessing comes in refreshment sparkling waters flow in time of drought blessing comes in the form of life leaves remain green though nothing lives blessing comes in the form of provision there is enough…
With hope in its sail
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Another boat poem I will take up my life and go And turn my back on this empty place Where nothing sings with its true voice Or dances with a natural grace. The light that glitters on the stream Is sharp and brittle and hurts the eye And the…
to know the future
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
You may wonder why, I’m not describing the landscape for you it’s not my business as a poet anymore you have eyes and a soul as wide as a universe, eyes for hieroglyphics and physics a heart made of pure alchemy if you’d only believe it It was not my…
global connectivity
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
it’s survival here, nothing new lungs knotted by thirst sunheat in our heart, starving to belong it’s corrupt the way the social feeds are telepathic last chance for freedom not likely, when water goes on the stock-markets I’m pinned by this world like as the love for my criminal child…
whispering the unsung sex
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
the wild flowers know where it begins a sweet resistance of eyes that melts where love drips behind the petals of hushed uncertainties where our bodies flower for a while intoxicated spirits meet like dragonflies, with no hiding places not found out by our passion’s wick where burns a slow…
Into the Darkening Night
Originally posted on A Blog Less Traveled:
By Your Side I fumble with the keys and unlock the door About to call your name but you won’t answer Hanging on the wall is your coat where you left it I reach out; feel the softness, holding it close On the walls are your pictures Our…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 