Thursday, July 31, 2014

Epitaph

by Kat Comer

Welcome to the midnight circus
Kansas City hip
Backstreet rhythms jam
          like wild birds
Dancers swoop and flame
in daring spins
Women in black with chalky faces
purring and bizarre
float by in a dream
The understated
the low vibration.

Like the skeletons
hanging from the ceiling
No one need be seen
on Halloween.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Mind's Eye

"Mind's Eye" Collage & Acrylic on Canvas by Ashleigh Hartsock

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Sweet Darkness

by David Whyte
From The House of Belonging

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your womb
tonight.

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.

You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness 
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

love, annie

by Peter Mitchell
First published on fragments of a scroll from the future

i heard a fly buzz when i died
when i woke in light
the sages i used to love
became blathering idiots
annie says listen!
seek the love
that moves the sun
and the other stars!

love, annie

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Holy Differences

by Tatiana Hamboyan Harrison
First published in the June/July Issue of Friends Journal

Wholly different perspectives
Stand their ground
Trip me up
Put motes in my eyes and
Cotton in my ears.

Where is the common ground?
Where is the shift we need to
See the same?

Yet in the differences rests
Diversity, the
Holy harmony of humanity,
That which turns the 
Wholly different into
Holy differences.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Light of Cats

Love Gives Us Strength: Two Cats
Photography By Tatiana Hamboyan Harrison

Available for purchase on Etsy and Society6 

Both Oreo and Leo (pictured above) are available for adoption at Chesapeake Cats & Dogs

Thursday, July 17, 2014

White Tile

By Elliot

The Student walks
Down crowded halls
Passing faces --
     not people 
Passing Teachers --
     gods on Their own plane
     Above the white tile
Wondering --
Why?
Remembering tears
Falling on pages of open books
     -- closed to the mind
Remembering sleep
Knocking on your door
     -- too tired to answer it
Remembers As of the past
Mother and Father
Loved to talk
To Their Friends --
You were a Person then --
The path of life would take You
Somewhere
They were proud
You were Someone
Someone who
Halfway down the path
Fell
From tiredness of mind
     and body
-- I tried
     You scream
As You feel Someone
Leaving you
you are No one --
     --No more praise
Nowhere engulfs you
As you lie
A white tile
On the floor of
     School
The Someones
Stepping on you
     and others
As They make Their way
To Somewhere
Nothing 
Matters now
you are lost 
     -- forever
you didn't make 
     The Grade

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Rommel Drives On Deep Into Egypt

                         -San Francisco Chronicle Headline
                           June 26, 1942

Rommel is dead.
His army has joined the quicksand legions
of history where battle is always
a metal echo saluting a rusty shadow.
His tanks are gone.
How's your ass?

-Richard Brautigan, Rommel Drives On Deep Into Egypt

Thursday, July 10, 2014

Commandments in Glass

by Tim Bishop

I've always wished to build
A house of glass and steel
On a cliff above the sea

To spread my arms
And praise the work - 
The work that came from me

To find a love
I know will last
To remember now
Forget the past

Is there someone out there
Who's felt like that too?
If it's so, I just want you to know
I hear you

I've always wished to
Be set free and praise
That magic number three

Is there someone here
Who feels like that too?
If so, I feel with you

To climb a mountain in an endless sky
To reach the Fountain that makes me high
To feel the way I wish to feel

To reach immortal pinnacles
To break free from these manacles
To be gentle like fire, and harder than steel

   There are commandments in glass
   Made to be broken
   Whispered words
   Meant to be spoken

   An imposing command
   They wish to be giving
   A quiet resistance
   A wish to be living

I've always dreamed of days
Listening to the breeze
Seeping through the majestic trees

Watching the sunrise each day
And seeing it fade in its beautiful way
And living my own destiny

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Sunday, July 6, 2014

Song Lyrics #1

by Eric Peters

Despite the thoughts you think
despite the sights you've seen
nothing will be clear
till the day you and I are free

we sleep the night away
we sleep the day away
we sleep our lives away
we sleep our lives away

The boats are broken
Our hearts are heavy from the sea
The captain holds us
& sets a course for his city
Angels are cheering
Above the roaring of the waves
Its disappearing
The gates are opening today

The words you long to hear
The life inside the cup
Will be quiet and quite clear
Childe it's time to wake up

You cause the trees to sing
You cause the grass to laugh
Greening love of God
Blessings Veriditas 



Thursday, July 3, 2014

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Hurricane (Dream Fragment)

by Kat Comer

The wind off the sea is violent.
It sucks the waves after it.

Like windmills whipped to a frenzy
the palm trees' battered fronds
churn the sea drenched air.

Madness compels them
to the slate colored sea.
Pressing windward they march
to their death like lemmings.