I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

This blog is not, 'Here are my very best poems'. It's for work in progress, subject to revision.
Posts may be updated without notice at any time. Completed work appears in my books.

29 February 2012

Cobwebs and flames: American Sentences Feb. 2012

Cobwebs and flames tattooed on his legs belie the calm look on his face.  15/2/12

My heart always lifts when I hit sea air; I grew up on an island.  17/2/12


Submitted Nov. 2013 for dVerse Meeting the Bar: American Sentences

12 comments:

  1. Ha, I understand your feelings about sea air!!!

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  2. I am so missing sea air right now. Your poem took me there!

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  3. I understand the second one - just moved off an island. Many joys there but obstacles as well. Liked these very much.

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  4. ah sea air def does well for my spirit.
    it is intriguing what people choose for tattoes and to hear the stories behind them...i would totally be asking him about them...

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  5. Cool tats sentence! Like this set.

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  6. I love sea air..it is so refreshing brings a sense of calmness

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  7. Ah, you've been doing these for a while.
    It's a great way of note-taking, whether or not one sticks to 17 syllables.
    And they make for nice reads as well.

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  8. Very good. #1 raises questions that keep me thinking.

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  9. Thanks, friends, for your kind comments!

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  10. I would love some sea air in warm weather right now. Lovely :)

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