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Wake up and Smell the Coffee; Poems, Short stories, Bite-size news- old and new .....Because I Have a Voice!

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On the Watch

“Saw a poem float by just beneath the surface ” - Jim Harrison, Songs of Unreason Wait! Watch with me for poems that simmer just beneath the surface of dreams They surface, but for a moment- slowly submerge, then vanish only... Continue Reading →

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A Tongue of Two Sides

“His mind’s all black thickets and blood”    from Songs of Unreason I once knew a man who spoke in tongues of flaming fire But you’d never guess from his charming persona A forked tongue of charm and harm- murmuring... Continue Reading →

Seeking Sanctuary

"The world that used to nurse us now keeps shouting insane instructions. That’s why I ran to the woods.” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason The world that used to nurse us wait...what?.....when? now keeps shouting insane instructions did... Continue Reading →

To Infinity……

As the sun stretches its finger rays -peace seeks escape to brighter days seeking souls with common sense rather than stupid space defence ©Vivian Zems dVerse Poets MTB-Frank hosts tonight urging solstice couplets and I'm using this opportunity to register... Continue Reading →

A Typical Day

“I see today that everyone on earth wants the answer to the same question but none has the language to ask it.” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason   Kettle whistles Migrant children in the US: The bigger picture explained... Continue Reading →

Just Us

“Love is raw as freshly cut meat, mean as a beetle on the track of dung” ~ Jim Harrison  from Songs of Unreason   ..and I recall the day we got stuck in that elevator...all those years ago For awhile, we were... Continue Reading →

A Museum Piece

Should I cease to write -I would be desiccated -a homo-sapien husk They would moisten fleshy lips crowing, "Look! Exhibit A!" ©Vivian Zems Poets United- Midweek Motif- Human/Homo-sapien Colleen's Tanka Tuesday- Dry and Wet synonyms

Tasteless Sweets

“I’m quite tired of beating myself up to write.  I think I’ll start letting the words slip out like a tired child. “Can I have a piece of pie” he asks, and then he’s asleep back on the cusp of the moon.”    ... Continue Reading →

The Fearless

 Blessed are those who’ve been to hell and back -barefoot, they traverse hot coals and still stay on track Blessed are those who’ve been purified by fire -they are observed with glow in their aura -as they cycle through life... Continue Reading →

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