RimenorReason

Moving in a disjointed serpentine manner, the men of peace and goodwill proceed; their faces hidden behind tinted windows designed to withstand a lethal hurled insult; their bodies reposed upon expensive fabric, stitched into bulletproof armor. Who are these men of peace that we should make so much... Sign in to see full entry.

It was mid-afternoon on a summer day, when the dragon landed in Venice Bay. A handsome creature of iridescent hues, it capsized sailboats and consumed the crews. Using its feet to paddle and tail to steer, it propelled itself to Santa Monica pier, opened its mouth and with a hearty crunch, added ten... Sign in to see full entry.

We are here, my Soul, joined in this wondrous Mystery. Yet, as the Stream must flow, so do you, through the contours of my body. Here, apart from all, your Presence fills me, and together we shall bear this pain of separation so that we each may, one day, stand alone. jb/11-07 Sign in to see full entry.

Your needle image mainlines my thought streams, exposing nerves still raw from past fixes. joab/11/08 Sign in to see full entry.

This has been a busy day and I haven't had time to look at all the good stuff here. House cleaning is always a chore. So, I beg your indulgence for today. Tomorrow I want to begin to read all the good poems that I know are posted. Peace. Joab Sign in to see full entry.

I have grown weary of the grandiloquent delusions and the complementary contradictions by which minds are, first, fragmented, then shattered into infinite shards of unreclaimable and unattainable memories. Shadowy visions from some distant past, some distant star assail us; and yet society, in its... Sign in to see full entry.

RE-UNION Why go back? The journey is always so painful. Back? To a flower that once bloomed and now lies mummified where it fell? Back? To a time when we were still children and knew how to hide between the sunset shadows? And they all left, while I still waited to be discovered. They have all moved... Sign in to see full entry.

MIDNIGHT SEARCH AND SEIZURE Here -- among the drifters, the grifters, the seekers and the idle curious, I search for a landmark, an address, something by which I might come to know myself, an identity that will take me beyond this shadowy alcove; this waiting room for those of us who lack the proper... Sign in to see full entry.

ENIGMA You are a gypsy and know the secrets of my insanity! “I am a gypsy and not to be trusted with any secret.” You are the Holy Church and I desire to enter you through your Living Portals! “I Am the Holy of Holies and receive all who care to enter.” You are the Great Whore of Babylon and you... Sign in to see full entry.

Bemused The words I seek linger in the shadows at the back of my mind. Timid. Shy. Reluctant to be drawn into the noise and confusion. Yet, I approach them – I have their trust, you understand. And, drunkenly, willfully, I pry them apart. Deny them fusion. Then toss them thinly-clad into the waiting... Sign in to see full entry.