Poetry, wonderings, shower thoughts, rambles.
6 Aug 2021 1 minute read 0 comments DaBea
Dragging around the American Dream. Pulling around this carcass of war - rotting flesh, the want for more. Can't close your eyes to block the stench. Can't keep a smile while holding the wrench that fixes the cogs that spin the wheels, run red black...
28 Feb 2021 1 minute read 2 comments DaBea
The ocean was steel, reflecting the cloud cover above. The grey sky gently hinted at nothingness, as if all that existed was a soft, unrelenting gray that would hang over all of creation for eternity. Soon, though, the sun reached up and over the hor...
26 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments DaBea
We thought we had gotten to the farthest shore, but we found there were many more, all along this twisted path, to late to live, too long to last.
25 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments DaBea
lag and lag and lag brain stuck on a single thought train can’t get off this mad ride can’t slip down sleep and deep inside a hole a grain a granule remains of the last shred of decency the last discrepancy we lost and it can’t possibly cost any more...
23 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments DaBea
I am a funny thing. I am rock deciding to see what it’s like to shape water rather than be shaped by it. My blood in the form of branching streams, flowing and moving. I turn the story inside out and become sediment transporting liquid. I did not kno...
22 Feb 2021 1 minute read 0 comments DaBea
When I come to a place, I see it through three filters: past, present and future. I see time rewind, A building I’m standing in melts away, the pavement un-builds, streets disappear, and I’m standing in a forest through which a dirt trail runs, then...
21 Feb 2021 1 minute read 2 comments DaBea
The grass is a lush, bright green. I stare at lawns and fields from my windows in disbelief. The green is unreal. Surreal. It is an intensely bright green, the first color in six months, and I can't believe it. I stare, I squint. My eyes which have b...
