morsel(s)

Blue Tongues

We used to speak in
blue, blue tongues
but years and age
and worry have
brushed our
tongues red and
raw and usually
silent unless
there’s something
meaningless to
say.
         --david labounty

 

 

Barnacles

 

haplessly I long

for lost youth

with its passions

encrusted like barnacles

on the cracked hull

of an ancient ship

run aground

          --michael estabrook

 

                                                                                        

Mountains

 

in the distance

moving

like dark waves

simmering

blue-gray

turning pink

in the setting sun

            -- michael estabrook

 

Hearts Haiku

In rhythm with one
Soul mate hovers lost in time
Unfound destiny

        --Ron Cervero

 

Create

I AM… Ancient of days
and I was never created
Not even as an art form…
But I do create
Art languages music prose and breath
For those of low self worth
I can also create oxygen…
              -- Ron Cervero

New Ones

Tonight I am

a deep breathing

iron range

 

banging into the night

 

new thoughts

 

yeah

new ones

    -- michael gause

 

Survival

cloistered

joy

 

crowded

room

 

pray

 

repent

 

but

 

keep

 

moving

       -- michael gause