Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……

Video by David J. below…….. 🌙 Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?…… I had the Most Amazing dream last night, I with with a school classroom tour, in of All places “Pittsburgh” which I insisted was the “armpit of America” for some reason but Very determined. And we spent the even at variousContinue reading “Where Were You The Day David Bowie Died?!?!?……”

Zelda

Zelda Suffering and genius go hand in hand married to brilliance Art Deco thoughts meanderdown Champagne dreams lostamong the poets and sculptors Madness breeds and thrives within alcohol and jealous veins insane Icons of youth and success—enfants terribles of the Jazz AgeShe raged/ liquored up spinning OUT/ the archetype flapper birthing the fire flash paperContinue reading “Zelda”

James Michael Francis

“I heard the NEWS today Oh Boy” 🎶 Beatles “There’s a sign on the wallBut she wants to be sure‘Cause you know, sometimes wordshave two meanings”Led Zeppelin Rattled by the forceOf the inevitable voiceI remember anxiously As the first day of school begunI remember the crisp airI remember orange leaf pilesI remember that youWe’re alwaysContinue reading “James Michael Francis”

Final Act

Typical meTypical MeTypical MeI started somethingand now I’m not toosure CrownSad clownVying frownI’m giving uppretendingThat I don’tknow betterThat this time willbe differentThat you’d bebetter than the rest It’s always more ofjust the sameIf there are peoplethey’ll always let youdown that’s justthe scienceIt’s never quitehit or miss And I am sorry,I truly expected moreI’ll never learnanotherContinue reading “Final Act”

Letter to Stephen

Dear Stephen: Thank you, It was absolutely lovely to hear from you today. It’s quite amazing how receiving a simple parcel can brighten one’s day. Your words have filled the void of your absence. What a wonderful glimpse into the boy that would become the man, the writer! I can’t help but envision the soundtrackContinue reading “Letter to Stephen”

Prophecy

Too many Kings Following swingRum diary orgies inThe City of Sin Blasphemous heat wavesScorch the tired earthWhere hunters andGatherers met in Sacred circlesCallingUnifyingWith the Needs ofThe Land Centuries old evocationsCeremonial birth rites Performed by the fewRemaining ancestorsOf the ancient tribe Tudinu Heal ReclaimRenewEmpowerUnci Maka Shaman smokeEcho chantingsCircles drawn With feathers and Ash Fire, crossingDimensional divinationUponContinue reading “Prophecy”

Stray

Childhood lost in an instant of unforseen danger. It wasn’t quite ten o’clock when the sharp piercing thunder echoed from across the street. An evening run to the local Seven-Eleven went sideways,horribly wrong. Without the chance of realization, the body dropped to the broken sidewalk, heavy, in slow motion, with the low thudof a fallingContinue reading “Stray”

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