spuds July 14, 2013 Potatoes photo by Agustin Berrocal this fire a cradle under a waning moon for rockets pulled from the earth and kissed Midas gold by smitten Gods, peasants and spangled stars this fire ritual fuel for launching cowboy sunrise revolutions Rene ~ July 2013 Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps Labels blogging dreams food Magpie Tales Poem poems Poetics poetry writing Share Get link Facebook Twitter Pinterest Email Other Apps
natasha August 23, 2017 There was a haunting beauty behind her eyes, beyond her sorrow, a beauty that found its way into one’s heart and led them home. Read more
sound logic August 20, 2017 they say animals hear it first the low, throaty exhale of danger tsunamis, hurricanes and the devil you better know under your bed Read more
blown August 22, 2017 to know each breath that creates such covetous bliss that’s my joy, my private treasure Read more