The Real Fiction

All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
Posts tagged "poetry month"
The story tellers

The story tellers

The story tellers   Lies within What lies within The lies within… One word changes the world And willingly tells Stories far more powerful Than even words can imagine. And lies Become leaves Granting life To stories Within stories. Layers, after all, must reveal More layers – This is what layers do well, you see....
Face the Face

Face the Face

Face the face   He searched for the story of expressions In a mirror’s impressions Counted the number of wrinkles, Measured the depth of his dimples, Tested the varying shades of complexion, Zoomed in on his graying reflection, Copied selfie smiles of twenty-somethings, And murmured, ‘None of this stings!’ Are there twists and turns that...
Holding life in your hands is not intimidating at all

Holding life in your hands is not intimidating at all

A touch that says what it wants to say Must be just that, no more Why must a glance be more Than a glance that’s met love on its way? The song of a bird perched on a tree Is not about philosophy Not about a higher me It’s not a path, nor clue, nor...