Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“The cost of flight is landing.”– Jim Harrison Love soars in on the wings of the fleet-footed god, making paupers of rich kings A petty thief, stealing as it sings, tugging at heart-strings with no thought of pain or peril.
“Fear makes for Good Servants and bravery is fraudulent.”- Jim Harrison Fear came calling in the mirror Another wrinkle, another line, soon you’ll know the taste of death and how it is to be free of me.
“At four in the morning my body bumped against the ceiling” – Jim Harrison The mind conspires with imagination the sense of floating in mid-air traveling to the stars and beyond, amidst the ethered spheres.
“There is a human wildness held beneath the skin that finds all barriers brutishly unbearable.”– Jim Harrison A mind once caught in a cage of propriety and decorum now released from the elusive trap of society’s expectations.
“A violent windstorm the night before the solstice.”– Jim Harrison Here inside these walls where the winds can never howl entwined within your arms as the world outside tears asunder in majestic wonder of a monsoon rain.
“Saw a poem float by just beneath the surface ” -Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason I sat amidst the gnarled roots of an ancient tree watching water flow to and fro and all at once I caught a glimpse of poetry floating softly… Continue Reading “The Boat”
His mind’s all black thickets and blood.” – Jim Harrison In the deep heart of the dense forest amidst captive shafts of untouched light here is where bramble berries flourish while the land surrenders without a fight.
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