Stanzaic Stylings

So if you run from one thing, you're going to keep running from everything. That's why you need to stop running and face whatever it is you've got to face and deal with whatever you've got to deal with.  When are you going to stop running?  God, your're going to use the weakest part of me to do the greatest thing's. Strength is made perfect in your weakness!!!!!!

Just Before Waking Poetry & Photo by Joanne Olivieri Joanne Olivieri Website Your lullaby caressed the sound waves of his inherent desire  to acquiesce  to the cliffhanger of his nocturnal episode  and debut in the finale of his dream. He is descending into the incoherent realm of euphoria. Apprehensive of his destiny He will awaken.

from  Euclid Creek Book Four A Hike and a Lecture A Monday evening in late June, temperature in the mid-70s (a few degrees below average) I make the short walk  from my house to the park The hike is led,                        and the lecture given, by a retired archaeologist from the area He,       along with the sponsoring Metroparks, provided some pre-hike refreshments There were some on the hike who, despite having reached adulthood, had not learned how to dress themselves, wearing sandals and even flip-flops for the trek over                  exposed tree roots                  moss-covered rocks                  decaying leaves                  up and down hills,                 ...

midsummers dream fantasies in high definition Haiku and photo by Joanne Olivieri http://joanneolivieri.weebly.com

Keepsake     There are too many clocks and not enough time.  I will take and save this minute for myself.   This minute of mercury this swift night as sleepless stars glide through the sky in aerial ballet. Joan McNerney’s poetry has been included in numerous literary magazines such as Seven Circle Press, Dinner with the Muse, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze, Blueline, and Halcyon Days.  Three Bright Hills Press Anthologies, several Poppy Road Review Journals, and numerous Kind of A Hurricane Press Publications have accepted her work.  Her latest title is Having Lunch with the Sky and she has four Best of the Net nominations. 

His roar is thunder Hushed by the rain Hers the howling wind Quieted in storm's bewray And in their stillness of destruction and disarray Love is not yet conquered,  but in the silence made

At the Crossroads   They who seek Virtue And kindness It will be found They who seek Hate And darkness It will be found For I Have been down Both paths There comes a time In every life For reevaluation Self reflection Will you like what you see? To truly love One must love Themselves First Perfect imperfections Make us Who we are Whole Study the lines Of the face That run parallel To the palm We all have a path Unique to each Yet all the same The wrong roads Can lead To the right ones If we listen  To our hearts At the crossroads ©2015 James Dennis Casey IV James D. Casey IV is a southern poet with roots in Louisiana & Mississippi. He currently resides in Illinois with his Muse, their  ​goofy  dog, and two black cats. He has authored three books of poetry:  Metaphorically Esoteric, Dark Days Inside the Light While Drunk on Wine , and  Tin Foil Hats & Hadacol Coins . His work has also been published in print and online by several lit mags and small p...