My Poetry and Prose Blogology
The Nth River
“the final flows of our weary sky-blue rivers
turbid from stretches of exasperated erosion
stirred up in colors of boundless branches
will gracefully empty into an endless ocean”
Before and After
“our love danced upon silver flocks of stars
long before time was ever contemplated”
Rusted Rays of Sun
A Haiku poem on the beauty of Autumn and Hope.
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Rod Sorenson. Visit his Website at: rcoakley.com
Small Again
“there are times—I wish I could be small again
holding tight to azure dreams of an old friend
a mind—that once reliably waited on my voice
in dark partitions of my steely—spinning fears”
Snowfall
Photo and inspiration courtesy of my good friend Charlie Lansche. Visit his Website at: lastchancegallery.com
They Paid for a View
When you spend much of your time looking up
at things that don’t really matter.
