fairy fantastic Irish setter wrapped in a dream cuddled with life maestro of being beyond words playing with time in the park barking at eternity in the fur of a man I'm a poet and occupational therapist. My poems have been published in New York, London, Surrey, Australia, Canada, India, Africa, Japan, China, Israel. I'm the winner … Continue reading Guest Barista Anna Banasiak: Ode To A Dog
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Voices in the Dusk- Michael Erickson
The moon rose slowly from beyond the hills as I stood listening to your hissing leaves. Darkness hid your shifting depths as from within your limbs stirred a hundred eyes. A silent row of poplars stood, sentinels in the waiting dark. I felt their age like a knife’s razor edge brush across my skin. And … Continue reading Voices in the Dusk- Michael Erickson
Michael Erickson- Rebirth
Rebirth. I am renewed. As a chick from the egg. Cracks of life being for my mortal being. For the ripples of my consciousness are woven together. Crossing a pond of glass I coalesce in the sunrise of a new day. A Phoenix of a forgotten age birthed forth onto a recurring, rotating piece of … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Rebirth
Michael Erickson- Awaken
Rising from this bed of ash, I wake to find the darkness. Sucking in a hidden breath, I renew the life within me. Hope is mine, To spring eternal. Daring against my destined fate, I open wings so newly birthed. Witness the depth of my power, As the dark rises to overcome this flight. Again … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Awaken
Guest Barista: Kevin Morris/Oft of a summer’s day
Oft of a summer’s day Have I turned away To write. I shall go out tomorrow And forget my words In the singing of birds. But when night Falls, I shall return what I borrow From my ever present friend Old Father Time And my brief rhyme Shall reach it’s end. Kevin Morris was … Continue reading Guest Barista: Kevin Morris/Oft of a summer’s day
Michael Erickson- Secret
Knock on this door, So it will open wide. Lift your mouth to the shadows, Whisper your soul inside. Memories that come from places within, Flood this new darkness to turn into sin. Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Secret
Michael Erickson- Don’t Tell
Don't tell- Such a simple little phrase, One to shush an unwanted moment. I feel the brush of petal soft suggestions, As these words repeat with ink-dipped intention. An unwanted touch, A whispered confession too much to bare. Please, no one can never find out. A little sweep under a proverbial rug. Blink it … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Don’t Tell
Michael Erickson- Fire Upon The Skyline
I see it rippling through our world. Consuming tree and stone and building, As innocence scream in terror. I’m trapped behind a wall of glass, Surrounded by blinking lights. And you are there beyond my reach watching the end draw nigh. I scream and cry, smash metal on metal, Fight valiantly to save you all … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Fire Upon The Skyline
Michael Erickson- Sometimes
Sometimes I feel. Sometimes I lie. Sometimes I wish to heal. Sometimes I wait to die. Sometimes I long. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I lift a hand to wave goodbye. Sometimes I whisper. Sometimes I pine. Sometimes I wait till I’m in the right mind. Sometimes I struggle. Sometimes I fly. Sometimes I reach the … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Sometimes
Michael Erickson- Alone
I feel a stranger to my own shadow. Upon a highway seldom traveled The road stretches on devoid of life. Dare I look behind to see regret’s form Singular is my being just me on this open road. I would cry out, but my voice has gone hoarse from screaming Dried up are my tears, … Continue reading Michael Erickson- Alone
