Andrine's Poetry Post

I have a poem for you if you care to write it. It's not so bad as it all seems      The sand in your mouth is flecked with gold dust Eve...

I wake in the night to the knowledge that you are here if you are anywhere, you are everywhere now and your presence writes itself onto my s...

The crisis continues The oligarchs continue their dirty work Of destroying the country. And yet the lights and heat still work. The internet...

In my dream  I met myself at the crossroads.  There was conflict and crisis.  I was intractable.  I met myself at the crossroads and  I refu...

Heartfulness by Katy Boynton I have an over-exercised heart  balancing on one ventricle making micro movements  that will keep me stable. It...

photo by Marie Read Chickadees The nature calendar photograph above my desk depicts two black-capped chickadees riding the carcass of a sunf...

  Full Moon Rage In the aftermath of the election I allow fury to consume me Spewing ink spittle with my tiny wand Bleeding the anger of gen...