On Writing

Poem 14 – We the Mourners

Found a type in day 11's poem! Hee. Fixed it. And...I forgot to paste the entire poem in yesterday's post?! Sheesh. Here's stanza 14! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the… Continue reading Poem 14 – We the Mourners

On Writing

Poem 12 – We the Mourners

Saturday, hey, hey! We the Mourners We the mournersroam the landa planet-sized graveyardwitnessing the body as tombstoneinclined toward the sharp knife ofLove’s lapidarian urgesetching Time woundsinto our skin –urging the most tears We the mournersswallow the sour spacesbetween right & wrongholding the knowledgeof their folly – fools aliveenough to write songspoems plays paintingsin the lush… Continue reading Poem 12 – We the Mourners