Art talk

Crocus Through the crush of a blizzard,a promise still grows,Like a small plant pressing upthrough the snows,Though tiny in stature,it rises in time,Like hope in a heartbeat,like rhythm in rhyme.

At Leisure by the Sea I spent a moment of sunshine,on a summer forenoon, down by the sea,With a gleam of morning lightthrough an open window, I felt free.There by the shore till evening,the lighthouse stands so tall,Casting twilight shadowsas eventide stars begin to fall. The fire of driftwood crackles,warm by the fireside,As birds of passage callfrom where the waves reside.A wraith in the mist…

Aboard at the Ship’s Helm In the daybreak, before we set sail,the air gray and dim,The child asked, “What is this?”I answered—”a hymn,A riddle, a promise, remembrance,a leaf for the land.”While the woman waits for me,holding the child’s hand. I kiss her, kiss her belly,“Take care of the twins.”,A glimpse of hopeas the journey begins.A father’s last wordsin a poetry journal heldby a child that…

The Centaur’s Ghost The Centaur’s ghost rides through the night,his shadow thin and pale.He sighs for love that once was bright,now lost beyond the veil. At midnight’s toll, the cold winds call,the aching—hurting—deep.Like hollow bells ringing through the fall,grieving is what wraiths reap. A legend’s trace is all I keep,a fragment, faint yet true.Somber airs haunt my restless sleep,Sere…

The De-Evolution of Taxation Taxation—levy, take, demand, A burden placed by an unseen hand. Levy—press, impose, decree, A claim upon both you and me. Impose—force, compel, constrain, A weight we bear, a heavy chain. Force—coerce, through threat or might, The law demands, yet shuns the light. Each word reduced, each meaning bare, A mask removed—was freedom there?

Death’s Gentle Cousin Sleep, the cousin of death, they say,A rehearsal for the final play.Not awake, yet not quite gone,A borrowed time before the dawn.A flirtation with the eternal rest,Death without its somber test.An open bond, no strings to bind,A pause for the body, a rest for the mind.Death with benefits, a nightly tryst,A lover’s kiss you’ll barely miss.No lasting vow, just a fleeting…

Friendship I recall those days, both happy and sad,With you, the truest friend I ever had.In memory’s embrace, I confide, sweet,This friendship my heart will always keep. We laugh, we cry ‘neath endless skies,Memories etched where love never dies.In imagined worlds, we stand, our home,Where friendship’s deep roots have grown. I treasure our days, both joy and pain,With a friend whose love…

Farewell Dear Cat In life’s daily flow, a purr—soft, low,A gentle soul I came to know.With velvet paws and eyes so bright,You filled my days with pure delight.Oh, whiskered friend, full of grace,You left your mark in this brief space.In silent moments love found its way,A bond that words can never say. Now the time has come to part,Though paw prints remain on my heart.We shared a love, however…

Old Roads Birds in chorus sing their lines,As melody drifts through the pines,My voice too lifts up to the sky,Along old dirt roads, I travel by. Pine scent rises after morning rain.After loss, in this moment I gain.Each step I take on these old roads,Lifts my heart, unburdened by loads. For a brief time, I am free,With nature, surrounding me,In this place, I am me,I find the peace I longed to…

Issue 15 I have some featured photography in Heart of Flesh! You may remember one of the pictures that I have also written an ekphrastic poem about. EKPHRASTIC POEM, Poetry inspired by Photography : The Black Sheep In the meadow, a black sheep stands. it casts a lonely gaze,imprisoned behind a fence, while all the other sheep graze.In the background, by the barn, the content sheep convene,But…

Poetry Is Unlike Rhyme Poetry is like a painting,Colors in words, quietly waiting.Poetry is like—it’s like a song,Short, long, never wrong.It rhymes, or not, the Greeks once knew—Yet sometimes, I don’t like it too.How to read it like a professor might,Feels like a puzzle, a crossword fight.Why do people love this art?I’m still trying to play my part.But poetry’s like that, a curious…

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On Sharing Memories We all have memories Stored inside,But some are missing, Try as we might.A photograph is just A still on the screen,And many lack The bandwidth to stream.

Love Is Light Love guides us through, And leads us in the haze.Makes us feel brand new, Awakening brighter days.Love is patient, true,Connecting me and you. Love in many forms, It waits beside the door,Friendship, it transforms. Faithful as ever before.In winter, keeps us warm,keeps out the storm. We treasure with all our might, A melody our heart sings,through the darkest night, Lifting…

At the Empire State College All College Conference I was fortunate to take the seminar, “Getting to Project Completion”. I was inspired by these concepts and how they aligned with my educational goals to teach project based or goal orientated learning. For adults the concepts and steps that must be learned can be more easily processed when presented via text or lecture than if presented in the…

Culture: Media Convergence and Networked Participation Salie Davis I have a particular interest in open source and creative commons licensing. The book, Culture: Media Convergence and Networked Participation talks about the term “Publics” as being a shared culture. This culture operates outside of economics. The current capitalistic culture, once based on rewards and economic gain through…

There comes a tapping, a knocking, a pounding at my door. “Is there anybody in there to answer my call?” I hear a tapping, a knocking, a pounding at my door. “Is there anybody in there, anybody at all? Is there anybody in there to answer my plea? Anybody at all, Listening to me?” “Is there anybody in there within that empty cell? Are you capable to answer? If you are, are you…