Turbulence by Julie Fyfe
Turbulence Loves' passion engrosses me and my pain enhanced by nature's beauty and music Storm clouds consume the sky and my heart. I know no end...
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In a Song Never Heard by James Dennis Casey IV
In a Song Never Heard flowered hood ivory keys lilting down the middle of the ether magick hearts silver drum minds torn from each other in a song never heard wondering if the world will survive to fly is to fall eventually born of the flame as above so below James D. Casey IV is the author of seven full-length collections of poetry, founder and editor-in-chief of Cajun Mutt Press , and extensively published online and in print by small press venues and literary magazines internationally. He is a southern poet with roots in Louisiana & Mississippi, currently residing in Illinois with his Beautiful Muse, their idiot dog, and two black magick cats.
Out of the Rain book review by Joanne Olivieri
Purchase Out of the Rain Out of the Rain is an inspiring anthology of poetry, stories, drawings and photography by the homeless in San Francisco. The works were compiled by the St. Vincent dePaul shelter in the city. I found this book in a used bookstore decades ago and it is the most inspiring and insightful book I have ever read. The works included within these pages give you a glimpse of life on the streets in San Francisco through the hearts and minds of people living on our streets. These artists are no different than we are. They have regrets, fears, hopes, dreams and invaluable minds. The only difference is that we have a warm blanket and a roof over our heads at night when they are braving the cold and crime ridden streets sleeping in doorways. How many of us are that brave??? As a reader you will come to understand and carry the weight of their burdens on your shoulder and become grateful each day for that warm blanket and hot meal yo
Our Bodies Entwine by Lynn Long
Lynn Long Book Page @ Cyberwit Nature's Musings by Lynn Long on Lulu Our bodies entwine His lips on mine As we travel the nether - lost corridors of time I cry out your name - to the god that you are At one in your being We align with the stars