icicles hang from the branches, arching them down, stooped and slowly aged. the trees stand close, tall and hiding a multitude of secrets in earth. a final tree is selected, photographed and left to stand alone.
the sensation is triggered by light. moonlight, sunlight, candlelight. it doesn't matter which, really. all that's needed is direct contact and the transformation begins.
Poetry 101 Rehab: Away
you bring me away from myself. you pull me away from the version i don't like - you take away all the things i don't like. you push me or pull me, i can't tell - into all the things i do like. you coax, gentle and ever there. and then you go away leaving… Continue reading Poetry 101 Rehab: Away
The dreaded freewrite. Time to write. What do I write, what do I say in ten minutes? Exactly ten minutes but who's counting? How do you judge ten minutes on a digital clock anyway, the kind that doesn't show seconds? Argh. One minute down, but I think it's more like thirty seconds. I feel very… Continue reading Thought Scramble
she must be crazy imagining something that isn't even there. ~~~ what should she believe what she sees and knows differ again she's confused. ~~~ thoughts take her elsewhere it happens more than it should imagination.
Tantalus reaches high something always out of reach, unattainable. ~~~ Time moves. Demeter watches, guarding before she lets the sun arise. ~~~ Persephone hides in her underground haven bringing us winter.
1. Students hunch over Stacks of books, pages of notes and Pray for memory. 2. Old exam papers Look for common themes. Are there Any patterns? Guess. 3. Peering at crisp white Sheets, ink tattoos miniscule Grains, looking too close. 4. Exam room sort of Like a club: exclusive, Costly, requires ID. 5. Supervisor goes… Continue reading Exam Season