Monthly Archives: August 2016

Spheres

Perhaps Ptolemy wasn’t so wrong when

I feel some nights the

spheres within spheres, the

roiling clouds wracked by

moonlight, the slowly

circling stars and the

great red-hot iron

rim of the galaxy

rolling soundlessly

millions of miles

above my head.

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Coelocanth

Monsters

I can only cower beneath the

monsters chasing each other above me

so I seek out the depths where

like the coelocanth I might

never be found.

Blackboard

Night after cloudless night

pursuing Perseids draws a

blank knowing once

curtains are closed

one fiery fingernail will

scrape across the sky’s

black board.

Prude and Prejudiced

The weather cannot choose to be

hot or cold like you can, wearing

airy clothes whilst making

coffee, pretending you are

unaware of how nearly

nude you are or how hard it is to

share this space when you are a

prude and prejudiced.

Jupiter's Lair

Because a dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste...

A Quest for the Uncliche

Sharing my experiences of my quest for the uncliche, with the hope of learning more and inspiring some crazy soul in this overworked vacation deprived country..

Shreya Vikram

Blurring the lines between poetry and prose

N A L I N D A

P H O T O G

Apollonia Saintclair

Ink is my Blood

CHARLESVAS

Alla ricerca della scatola magica...

Diana Marin

Fine Art Photography, Poetry, Multimedia art, & Editorials

Rusted Honey

Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry

Turning the Lights Off

Random musings inside my head no matter how hard I try to shut the damn lights off

Southern Georgia Bunny

Adventures of an Southern Bunny everything from dating, sex, life and shake your head moments.

Secret Dates Diary

Diary from a hotwife's perspective