Category Archives: poetry

Thoughts Written on A Church Program on the Twenty-fifth Sunday after Pentecost

Posted on November 19, 2012 by randomyriad

People are people everywhere not good or bad just trying to survive. Some try to connect across the infinite divide of solitude. Most fail. Some are never given a chance to connect and are thrown aside in disdain. Some are … Continue reading →

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Silent Speaking

Posted on October 18, 2012 by randomyriad

I am in the middle of a quest to listen to or read 1000 different poets. Today I found Joaquin Zihuatanejo and this amazing silent and spoken poem. “A Poem for John”  

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I Will Write What I Will Write How I Will Write It.

Posted on October 5, 2012 by randomyriad

Keep going pen moving words no syllables forming no screaming rage only Scratching, dead and does not move making the illusion of life pass away. We travel into the spotlight sunset raving and looning extravagant claims on the never arriving … Continue reading →

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A Poem For a Damp Morning on The Edge of June

Posted on June 5, 2012 by randomyriad

June around here tends to be gray and damp, and this year seems to be no exception. I woke early today and took a walk in the drizzle. It was good for my creative spirit. I was able to lay … Continue reading →

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Two February Dream Poems

Posted on May 16, 2012 by randomyriad

                       Bound In the embrace of her muscular fur,          Her claws puncture my hand, her imperious                     Teeth close by my face. I have to hold her, or she … Continue reading →

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