My Poetry and Prose Blogology
A Raven’s Haunt
“an unkindness of dreary—obscure ravens
preach precariously upon my pitiful perch “
A Silver Solitude
“once, I labored deep—in a massive silver mine
packed in the rusted vise of a sinking cage
we quickly plunged down a vertical mineshaft”
Let There Be Light
“as we walk along its paths of divine warmth
hand in hand—we steadily become the light
and the sun settles behind the mountains”
Lest We Forget
“in the end—we realize we never noticed the beauty
—because we were too busy trying to create it “
An Impending Storm
“I seem to recall a similar cauldron of desperation
again—it feels like an immense storm is brewing”
My Only Home
“evil minions of the grey and cold rule
within my hideout of emotional numbing
absorbing the season’s warmth and kindness”
What’s In a Name
“lakes paint living beauty
from soft palettes of peace
they reflect abundant life
embraced within circles
they nourish or preserve”
Photo Courtesy of Rod Sorenson— rcoakley.com
The Bright Night
“So—how do we ever describe the solitudes of night
to a world with itching ears and pixelated eyes?”