Wild and Bewildered in the Wilderness.
“Words ought to be a little wild, for they are the assaults of thoughts on the unthinking.” John Maynard Keynes
Category Archives: Remarkable Verse and Prose From Earth Inhabitants.
Only you and I will know how I survived.
There is something in the following that pulls at the heart strings, tugs and twists them tautly. I particularly like …
Open The Clouds
Originally posted on rabirius:
Courtesy of rabirius, to be matched perfectly with a poem by Wisława Szymborska-Włodek; Clouds. I’d have to be really quick …
A knot swollen in a space.
The Landlady by Margaret Atwood. This is the lair of the landlady She is a raw voice loose in the …
A Curious set of Circumstances
This. This is, as posts go both idiosyncratic and highly dexterous in its construction. It spins on the point of …
Captain Marryat’s Chariot.
Originally posted on davidalexanderjackson:
Captain Marryat’s chariot Was hijacked by Judas Iscariot But with the aid of a lariat …
an in between place
Originally posted on dtdeedge:
I wait in this in between place, this place that is nowhere. I wait alone with…
Nothing is as real as a dream
Found here – http://mwaycott.com/2014/04/20/nothing-is-as-r/ at Shedding Spaz Status originally. It is courtesy of Tom Clancy. ‘Nothing is as real as …
But still we Sing in the Shower.
The Hearts The legendary muscle that wants and grieves, The organ of attachment, the pump of thrills And troubles, clinging …
Enchantment Cast.
A Song of Enchantment A song of Enchantment I sang me there, In a green-green wood, by waters fair, Just …
FIRE GLINTING IN THE EYES OF DEMENTED PROMETHEUS FEBRUARY 5, 2014 BY ROBBROWNASWOOD
This piece self-animates furiously, pain seeping from every scorched pore. It deserves an airing, a sharing. Here is the link to …
a clowns smirk in the skull of a baboon – EE. Cummings
a clown’s smirk in the skull of a baboon (where once good lips stalked or eyes firmly stirred) my mirror …
Practice makes Perfect
“If you will practice being fictional for a while, you will understand that fictional characters are sometimes more real than …
The Mirror by A.A. Milne
The Mirror Between the woods the afternoon Its fallen in a golden swoon, The sun looks down from quiet skies …
Doctor Frolic by Robert Pinsky
Doctor Frolic Felicity the healer isn’t young And you don’t look him up unless you need him. Clown’s eyes, Pope’s …
Collywobbles in your Pandenoodles.
The cloud has drawn my attention to the word ‘collywobbles’. It has movement to it you must admit. Upon further …
Esmeralda and The Cloud 