L'aura del Campo (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/982524-Laura-del-Campo Knapweed ...because even a rusty skillet is of some use I was alive when this coin was minted Gone now, you forget until you find an old worn quarter and think of how I spoke of the unknown past some future when I would write those silly verses for you sons, the ones that grandsons snicker over. Now, cold sun glints ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 11 Oct 2011 17:50:01 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/736637 TO ALL OUR AUDIENCES WHO DISRESPECT US To you who do not wish to hush, to hear our voices, who do not want our gift of words nor wisdom. We promise, if ever we receive one small reward: We will not hear your false applause: and we'll've long forgotten your faces. © Kåre Enga 2011-10-07 [168.161] ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 Oct 2011 02:20:04 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/736168 [untitled tanka] Orange moon. Smoke through pine. One heavy bag. The old poet mumbles. The fire within must be fed. © Kåre Enga [168.141a] 2011-09-10 Barbara at Fact & Fiction mentioned haiku on Saturday so I wrote 3 "tankas". This was the first one, based on having left...[Read Full Post] Mon, 12 Sep 2011 01:15:59 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/733904 3 poems read and critiqued this week: Near the Soul's swift river an homage to Langston Hughes It was in the blood: the A positive aristocratic blood, the O negative donor they cried out for. At the Dawn: my soul sang among pyramids as bloody sweat raised stone above stone, festooned my bosom with their mud-daub huts. In ...[Read Full Post] Fri, 12 Aug 2011 04:25:05 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/731325 Lead detector Lead leaches into blood, hides in bones. So much pushing and shoving as chemicals reduce my calcic Cliffs of Dover to marshmallow mud, my skeleton to a maddened tale of a poisoned generation lost to heavy metal's insidious beat, a rhythm to which the soul succumbs. What ichors already ooze though veins, O Bloodsuck...[Read Full Post] Tue, 19 Jul 2011 17:53:43 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/729097 "Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken." ~ Albert Camus. Dawn's pockets fill with prose Two vines bloom yellow trumpets sweet scent of honeyed suckle faint path of stony dust that leads you to my bower where arms and lips ensnare you where words can not descr...[Read Full Post] Sat, 16 Jul 2011 23:27:07 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/728795 Aún se secan las lágrimas Ayer una mujer se murió de hambre. Anteayer un hombre mató a su hijo. Y mañana se suicidará el otro. ¿Que te importa si me muero hoy o mañana? Me muero algún día. Al dia siguiente nadie llorará. Después de una semana sigue la vida como si nunca hubiera vivido. Dentro de un siglo no le importará a nadie. Aye...[Read Full Post] Mon, 27 Jun 2011 19:11:13 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/727221 elephant ear = tequisque paccary = zahíno howler = mono congo letting go of my love for you = *no translation KE Logjam Smack up against your favorite willow: one log, two. The river rages. Smack. Another. Flood waters go around them then flow over, deposit shrubs, sticks and big f...[Read Full Post] Tue, 07 Jun 2011 11:46:39 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/725765 Vanessa's Haiku Chickens are out Ma an' yo red wheelbarrow's full too bad it's raining As I wrote V. Burkett-Jenkins: A "haiku" for U? K.E. She wanted a "redneck" haiku so I gave her one. Actually, it's not a proper haiku, but I could tinker with it and make...[Read Full Post] Fri, 20 May 2011 17:06:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/724357 "O my soul, do not aspire to immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible." Pindar, Pythian iii Rosary The brick shit house had no door. It looked out upon the sage, inhaled the fragrance of the sage, exhaled last night's dinner. It was greasy... too much butter in the elbow macaroni and peas. The wind whispered this second day of Spring. Sitting in short sleeves he grunted back and forth like a monk, rockin...[Read Full Post] Mon, 16 May 2011 17:29:31 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/724092