http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2013/may/19/45839/ this fairie's a fine Christmas muse will'ed to frighten away the blues for sadness is a fearful thing cruel in winter or in spring* so in this winter of our hearts when children's laughter too soon departs our hunger …

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The sky, lack luster blue striped clouds dance like kites tails to the horizon until the wind comes up grey, overcast becomes the new display only the gulls witness the change. Small drops of rain begin to fall merely a …

It's Wednesday take some time to read another poet... http://www.sandiegoreader.com/news/2012/jun/27/poetry-slower-music-jerome-rothenberg/ this fellow is avant gard and smokin' haught...want a tickle??? check him out Hemingway's Eyes http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/jun/27/26970/ this slow soul dance beleaguered but patient in the dark's cunning humming neglected by …

riding out tomorrow without prejudice of age or intuition as if beaches still can call with thunderous ocean waves powerful roughing up my shore taking them as they comes riding thru the foam lifting and projecting toward a thoughtful shore …

http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/jun/21/26613/ When they turn the pages of history When these days have passed long ago Will they read of us with sadness For the seeds that we let grow? We turned our gaze From the castles in the distance Eyes …

just a little poetry amid the shadows of the night to encourage any poet in his moonlit flight of pure didactic harmony to cast your mind beyond the juiciness of her fancy the dampness of seduction a gathering in quite …

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i would buzz about ineptly with no consigned prescription for my souls repair singly unconvincing tho little holds body and soul together and clouds have abstained from traveling in my shadow was there a time when the breadth of my …

she had been his little plum dumplin'... his all arms and legs eternal flame.... . ...the blonde to end all blondes... ....his heavenly havoc...... . his sensual domain... the woman who made his soul ticklish... ....the diminutive diva of days …

slither dearer near the wilted weeds play the part of rattled kin and make me faint of heart the spring fresh born has blown the horn asked you to change your fine display a coat well worn now will be …

http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/may/16/24539/ I want to ramble on and make sense of it all I want to go on a trip and send post cards home I want to gamble on the longshot and win I need whipped cream with a cherry …

i probably started watching Grey's Anatomy because i liked the double entendre.... the main character's last name was Grey and my anatomy book in medicine was Gray's Anatomy....it was a thick and heavy expensive thing and my medical career depended …

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Please God give me a poet i scrawl it on the foggy shower door each morn absurdic or acerbic i don't care with or without suitable underwear one of those dreamy beamy smiling idiots found wandering eyes looking up and …

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http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/mar/27/21673/ Your voice arrives fast 'or the sea so soft and coyly caring so i surrender my ear to your calming sharings * it was sweet as a dove's recollection cooing in branches of Green lovers trees a sweet soothing …

http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/mar/23/21493/ the year of the locust where does it lie 'neath seven years of dust mismanaged by it's imfamy there's no air of mystery within it's fine cocoon only willful savagery waits in darkest heat to bloom ravenously devouring as …

today would have been Jack Kerouac's 90th birthday here's a few of his aphorisms to help us remember the man who brought poetry back to life in the 50's Ms Roody i must admit this reminds me so much of …

i heard your song and wildly danced thrice around the moon shock shivered on the dark side the sun couldn't come too soon my spirit swelled and raced on with you in hopes your song be sung our hearts were …