Unimaginable to tender minds

dโ€™Verse prosery In every generation, words were left unspoken between parents and children. Some, unimaginable to tender minds. Some elders harbored the traumas of their youths to their families' detriments in ultimately futile attempts to protect them. Others remained incapable of acknowledging, let alone processing, the damage they'd suffered. These were the most dangerous. Beaten… Continue reading Unimaginable to tender minds

Humans, or: Statistics

A haibun Click for full size Look, I don't identify as politically liberal or politically progressive. I'm very much a centrist and interested in understanding all sides of political arguments. Not only that, but I tend to support high levels of personal freedom. So, I'm totally open to having a guns rights activist explain this… Continue reading Humans, or: Statistics

Barefoot, or: Naked Truth

My 2nd Cleave poem she loves his gruff voice, his calling card that he leaves his hot temper by his shoes neatly by the door, now ajar, open to a world well known to her that could offer support whenever his arm rises up into the air should she need to make his tyranny known… Continue reading Barefoot, or: Naked Truth

We live together

So many people are so certain I have nothing of meaningful substance to add to the conversation about the current flareup in the Palestinian-Israeli conflict. What astounds me is that so many people think that they do. So many are so sure of themselves. That's the meat of this particular blog post so please feel… Continue reading We live together

Frantic whispers screaming stop, or: …

A 'Magnetic Poem' tanka Wanna try? Click here. why elaborate? frantic whispers screaming stop we like want need our picture of a peachy life as he beats her bloody raw Notes This poem was inspired by The Paltry Sum's blog post: 'Marriage is Murder';For this poem, I decided to make use of the 'Original Set'… Continue reading Frantic whispers screaming stop, or: …