If
you’re
still alive
and still sane
and the food is good
then, yes, I will attend
your dinner party
tomorrow
night.
–Casca to Cassius in Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar
11 Jan 2014 2 Comments
in Poetry, Visual Tags: Casca, Cassius, Julius Caesar, Poetry, William Shakespeare
If
you’re
still alive
and still sane
and the food is good
then, yes, I will attend
your dinner party
tomorrow
night.
–Casca to Cassius in Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar
02 Oct 2013 7 Comments
in Poetry, Visual Tags: Poetry
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03 Dec 2012 2 Comments
in Poetry, Visual Tags: Nathan Sweetman, Poetry
When
you……
can….
finish
…the
common phrase “Fits of”
t e….With either the glad word.…..
W….G..Laughter or the cold word……..
e……..Coughing, then Perhaps………
ll..….what you need is some…….
S….one to tell you to…………
…oo n Go, get to bed………...
Right now
And a spot of hot tea
23 Oct 2011 4 Comments
in Free Verse, Poetry, Visual Tags: 1 John 4:4, David Anthony, Poetry
Blinded by brilliance
Muted by moment’s menace
*
Strobe light of the mind
up
Chops thoughts
|B/a\r/e\l/y\r/e\c/o\g/n\i/z\a/b\l/e\n/o\w|
Reprepreprepreprepreprepreprepetition
Of truth
My only sanity
12 Oct 2011 4 Comments
in Poetry, Visual Tags: Henry Thoreau, Poetry
Lies, all the little white lies
You told
They fell like snow
More
23 Sep 2011 12 Comments
in Double Meaning, Nerdy, Poetry, Visual Tags: Fibonacci, Poetry
Sweet
drops
entice
as they fall
from flourishing stem
I stop and smell your aroma
intoxication
as I fall
under
your
spell
For http://www.apicturespeakschallenge.com/
http://meriak.blogspot.com/2011/09/share-joy-thursday-old-and-new.html
13 Sep 2011 8 Comments
in 55 Words, Poetry, Visual Tags: Jonathan Peifer, Poetry, Tracy Taylor
A failure to act
Passive resistance is my crime
I toe the line, I toe the line
More
07 Sep 2011 22 Comments
in Haiku/Senryu/17 Syllables, Poetry, Visual, Word Prompt Tags: hidden, Poetry
hidden I hidden
hidden hidden love hidden
hidden you hidden
For http://haiku-heights.blogspot.com/
http://www.apicturespeakschallenge.com/