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Accepting the common denominator for living as: “fearlessly embracing decay” might be the key to transitioning into one’s next iteration of existence ... The circuitous route of existence knows more roads than we may ever travel. (Image by ffy857) Might some levity mixed with reality might be welcome now? Pandemics don’t happen due to careful planning ahead of time taking place. (Image by pinte... The stages of life afford volumes of growth, always begging the big question: what’s next? (Painting by Jim Warren) "I could feel that the torch / Of the land I once knew / Was still burning / In you" To be introduced to the “other world” nature of the Grand Tetonns, just a few hours northeast of my growing up in Salt Lake City. The Teton were a ma... A recent look at more of the same. One has to wonder: Is feigning the act of living honestly rapidly becoming a pandemic? Hopefully, many will overco... One has to wonder: Is feigning the act of living honestly rapidly becoming a pandemic? Hopefully, many will overcome the denial. (Image by Turinorodl... Jane was born with hypoparathyroidism in the days when nothing could be done to prevent devastating, lifelong problems. But thanks to her family and ... Poetry from a Collection ''Secrets of The Street Vapors'' Storys of Young adults That Succumbed to AIDS. I Decided to Work into my ''Youth and Polit... today's my birthday, ya'll be nice. With all the zoo-like antics being played out on the campaign trail, one has to wonder if all that''s left to do is laugh. Here’s my tragicomedy cont... This poem pricked my mind into a inner deserted isle. Have to write dark at times to see the light of cerebral greys.
Image bee that of the HeArtMosp... Although I wrote this poem in first person it is not autobiographical. I simply felt the poem had more power written in first person voice. On the eve of a vote to decide whether our gov't will bring our forces back from Afghanistan or extend their mission for another two years our first f... The printmaker's delight through patient processes for beautiful results. Thank You Dreamtimes.com for the picture posted in the poem Acrylic "The Boy Who Never" by Julianza Shavin
This is, perhaps, too personal a poem to post, but it is life. It should be read in conjunction with "... After reading Mary Ruefle’s essay “On Fear,” I was struck by how difficult it often is to make emotions and thought compatible. If only we could control the language of our nocturnal dreams.
After reading Mary Ruefle’s essay “On Fear,” I was struck by how difficult it is to distinguish emotions from feelings. Without the mind, our five se... After reading Mary Ruefle’s essay “On Fear,” I was struck by how difficult it is to distinguish emotions from feelings. Herein is much to be contempl... Hope I can upload the pics I sent to my laptop... not the world''s greatest techo when it comes to these fundamental skills. This is my framework; ho... hoarding great works of art from the public merely for their escalating value. (Image by Odin AI) The psychotic drowns in the same water the mystic swims in delight.- Joseph Campbell
be in the world and but not of it.
A poem a day proves good exercise, but oh the temptation to renege. Aside from that, this is another exploration of subjects that are sometimes damn h... This is not what I had planned to write ...
Image (c) 2005, Karla Dorman (taken by Karen Lynn Vidra) Alabaster box?
From Once Tangled Wings (Out now) To paraphrase Shakespeare:
Alas, poor Sea Isle City, I knew her
well... Many years ago I viewed a European film called “Hunger,” the story of a homeless man living on park benches in the middle of a Scandinavian winter and... |
