By: Theodore Sprott | 2010-06-01 | Poetry If I ruled the just imagine how everything would chance trips like acid into realms unseen, and unheard of in this time in world underdeveloped. read more
By: Youngbear Roth | 2010-05-28 | Poetry -I Breaking at the bottom of our ramp she inquired In the middle of a wide swinging left Floating over asphalt waters in the dark Weeds, wildflowers grown tall and silhouetted vines searching damp retaining walls A wheel sliding through my cupped fingers Alone again, where a moment before I p read more
By: Gary C. Gibson | 2010-06-01 | Poetry The Will of Motion Warm wind rustling dry reeds crynking shadows of silence lake blue and white rippling reflections sunshine beating down upon the steel drum surfaces chords of colors chords of sounds unheard stories without self-awareness or will without emotion are untroubled fron read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-05-30 | Poetry SAGACITY The mind is finding Constantly growing What powers were showing We have lost by conspiring What makes sense we reflect upon Making the copy, the next copy Sparks, like charges emit Reminding awareness Knowing begins growing the match game teaches where to find peaches read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-06-02 | Poetry ~=''SEEDS'' OF IMMORTALITY=~ "Time slaves" Born into a dead sea of words written out of time to create their afterlife in time, of words read into the minds that they do remind over time of a time before our life to give their authors and characters spiritual life ~ after-life in huma read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-06-03 | Poetry ~=DESTINY=~ The old man breathes his life''s song Church bells off in the distance others hear religiously The old man understands his life singing All that''s past has cast a trail of many time travelers building a ladder of truth to consume and know the way to the heavens his dest read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-06-03 | Poetry ~=MORTAL COMBAT=~ Fighting with the dead mans swords written over days gone by in words Who shall be our master will be the creator of our disaster No man nor god of mans stories told in our time has the power we create by our faith in them in our time mans god can be no man The sp read more
By: Gary C. Gibson | 2010-05-31 | Poetry Zero dimensional membranes compact in a singurality like a potential mainspring unbound, were set to expand space-time given the word to being the spoken Word the most high organization and low entropy state Where do eternity and no-space time meet? -downloaded from absolute organizati read more
By: poetic desire | 2010-06-02 | Poetry I Sea You I love water. Water is life. From each drop it holds to the ice flake it freezes. Swimming is the only time I truly feel my sense of release. My Freedom. It''s amazing. As if I''m breathing for the first time in my life. read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-05-30 | Poetry ~*DENIAL MANAGEMENT CONTROL*~ Major tom listening to ground control Circuits in space are out of phase Minds being fed the angel toll Is paid to the leaders unseen ~*~ The breeders of the angels Are also angel messengers What they become promotes the ideas Fathered into their min read more
By: Youngbear Roth | 2010-05-28 | Poetry -I Revolution covers its tracks Insinuated covertly to the naked eye Taskmaster to a single cell The keeper of the lantern since the beginning of time Insisting monolithic stone, breaking small pebbles Thriving as the great tree, flying earth''s firmament Lapping salt water at the shores o read more
By: Steve Marshall | 2010-06-03 | Poetry The majestic oak, spoke to me and said, This is my home, my life, and my bed. If you don''t stop polluting our world very soon, I''ll be long dead, and so only then you''ll realise, at long last, your the one that was out of tune, and our time, our time has now all, all but fast passed. read more
By: Joseph Martin Ii | 2010-06-02 | Poetry The Twilight Litany The Dark Queen walks among The many homes of men. She spreads her vile seed with a touch And brings nations to their knees. the Shadow Queen rides the dragons'' wings And all her shadow touches is dust. read more
By: AMERICAN MAN | 2010-06-03 | Poetry SPIRITUAL SEEDS Matter of life Grown beyond ripe Apples of wisdom Have no yellow At core Service on record Or seeds of greed ~^^~ One if by land Two if by sea Then the British Occupation reminds My country tis of thee Bleeding liberty Tyranny seeds Buildings fall read more