Tag Archives: Poetry

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 →

Posted in change, discovery and recovery, poetry, Questions and riddles, time travel | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in file folders and nut shells, internal landscape, mindworks, my life, poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

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 →

Posted in Drawing, Dreamtime, Family, mindworks, My Art, Of the Road and The River, poetry | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Five Days In January

Posted on May 12, 2012 by randomyriad

January 7, 2012 I sit at my desk and read “The Pill versus the Springhill Mine Disaster” by Richard Brautigan, all at  once without a break, 102 poems, short easy to engage with like comfort food. I have read these … Continue reading →

Posted in bodyworks, California, Life with Animals, mindworks, my life, Other peoples words, poetry, scenes on screens, Teaching and Learning, thinking in words, time travel, winter | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Tossed About by Elephants

Posted on April 18, 2012 by randomyriad

This is the kind of thing that makes me laugh. “Gentlemen,” returned Mr. Micawber, “do with me as you will! I am a straw upon the surface of the deep, and tossed in all directions by the elephants– I beg … Continue reading →

Posted in funny stuff, Other peoples words, poetry, Word play | Tagged , , | Leave a comment