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  • c4a1g started the topic one world in the forum Haiku 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    look at your brother

    he is a mountain like you

    will move with a fault

  • fish

    fish

    fish in a

    dish

    dish

    dish

    we hunt their food and

    lob off their fins

    racks on walls hold their teethe grins

    razor sharp blades slice through both

     skin and sea

     one wonders when a shark sees

    a paddle

    a flipper or

    a board

    if he says to him self

    hmm I would rather have seal

    man tastes like…[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic too fast in the forum Haiku 2 months, 1 week ago

    in ten thousand years

    River made lines in rock and

     one day mother’s face

  • c4a1g posted in the topic shark bites kayak in the forum Free verse 3 months ago

    trying to stay alive

     shark is a sea-predator

    boaters are prey 

     

    chunks of fish they feed

    steel cages wet suits and film

    sharks try to get in

  • c4a1g started the topic shark bites kayak in the forum Free verse 3 months ago

    with all our cell phones and psychics

    lay-lines and the “Force”

    education and learning

    instinct and evolution

    Sharks communicate with sharks

    and associate humans with food

    shark cage adventures are classrooms

    food on strings and sharks get to study humans in cages

    boats have humans inside with no cages and

    have fish on…[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic alive in the forum Free verse 3 months, 1 week ago

    inside ancient rocks

    leaves are prints of past

    impressions in mud turned to stone

    alone

    on a single shard deep inside

    a list of life

    layers deep

    layers sleep through

    a spin

    a collide

    a grind under and by each other

    mother nature renews and recycles

    a shell around a planet tilted for

    seasons

    tides rise with…[Read more]

  • c4a1g posted in the topic Like a tree in the forum Free verse 3 months, 1 week ago

    many are like a tree in a forest struggling for

    survival.

    thank you

     

    to believe in light

    sun glows inside bark and limb 

    with power and might

  • c4a1g started the topic back to- in the forum Haiku 4 months, 1 week ago

    words words words words are

    letters together to fit

    a hole ripped in truth

     

    only hurts a bit

    a string tied on your bad tooth

    brother slammed the door

     

    stitches in a lip

    brother grounded for a month

    shared ice cream with him

     

    back from his duty

    of serving his country’s flag

    broken…[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic distraction in the forum Free verse 4 months, 1 week ago

    sling rage at

    the page like it was

     a hand filled with ink

    that knows where to

    and knows what to

    think

    pretend sewer does not stink

    the next time someone asks you not to think

     promise

     promise

     pro missed the issue

    someone wanted board

    was passed a tissue

    pre-elect-agreements-

    not to give the…[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic no words in the forum Haiku 4 months, 1 week ago

    bleak white on a screen

    sunk knee deep in a soft page

    an abyss of thoughts

  • c4a1g started the topic on a hill in the forum Free verse 4 months, 3 weeks ago

    a friend it must be

    not a light pole

    or a shadow

    there every day

    never ran away

    green like grass brown like dirt

    in the sky

    friend to the bird

    shades the sun

    waves in the wind

    sits behind me

    when I read

  • microwave engines

    collapse dark matter within

    space between all things

  • phones and head phones

    no one talks any more

    like before

    where they are

    waiting

    walking

    don’t you just be annoyed

    … yes I do

    phone as big as a flat screen on side

    lite so bright it hurts the eyes

    … yes I have seen them

    in the elevator between twenty four and 25

    I meet her every morning at eight:45

    ……[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic words seem to fade in the forum Haiku 5 months, 1 week ago

    a poet’s last post

    stood on a screen of metaphors

    surrounded by light

  • c4a1g posted in the topic I’m trying in the forum Free verse 6 months ago

    I was on reading this piece again

    and kept thinking

    the train of self thought in stages and

    all the stages seem to blame self when

    it is not self but at least 2

     

    this piece reads like a person who

    has lost the love of self

     

    thank you for posting

    craig

  • c4a1g started the topic light expression in the forum Haiku 6 months, 1 week ago

    poet’s moss grows green

    over haiku rocks some walk

    foot-print words on screens

  • c4a1g started the topic Mother’s treasure in the forum Haiku 6 months, 1 week ago

    eve’s sun made hills blaze

    trees wore a white fluffy coat

    snowflakes shimmered gold

  • c4a1g started the topic Angel’s domain in the forum Free verse 6 months, 1 week ago

    no door in a room

    filled with darkness and endings

    no beginnings

    void of things

    gold and diamond rings

    cannot enter and

    one

    can never leave from where

    time fades into a hallway of light

  • c4a1g posted in the topic one of those days in the forum Free verse 7 months ago

    ooooooooooo  ees

    his off ‘is rocker

     

    talking to self thought

    what if I color each line 

    of one of those days

     

    any blue day

    when the world seems a dark shade of grey

    upside down pale green walls

    when the station red faced clown

     climbed a book case brass and brown

    only to see a white ceiling fly

    knocked it…[Read more]

  • c4a1g started the topic one of those days in the forum Free verse 7 months ago

    any day

    when the world seems

    upside down

    when the station clown

     climbed

    a book case

    only to

    knock it down

    on a traffic cop

    who at the cooler stopped

    to

    get a simple drink of water

    morning shift was

    a patrol car trip to get

    stitches from a doctor

    John was having a strange day too

    as he rode his bike…[Read more]

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