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58Poem: Hospital View
by barranca
The houses huddle In the foggy winter morning Around the outlying Parking lots of the hospital on the hill, Like vassals camped outside The Lord’s castle, Awaiting his judgments... published 14 months ago
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50Winter Reverie
by barranca
On the first day of vacation the frosty damp snow, falls and covers the drab, leftover snow and ice, the trees are newly enameled with white calm. The pot of coffee offers a particularly pleasing obscure... published 14 months ago
54Poem: Kick the Can
by barranca
We played kick the can until dusk Until the last 'olee olee in come free' was shouted. Barefoot I hid in the waxy-leaved bushes And listened to the parrots squawking in the trees. Bare feet I preferred to... published 15 months ago
54Poem: Ode to an old banker's lunchroom
by barranca
Your ceiling is high And space-giving, You still have time, In your intelligence, For an expansive bare wall, Your simple globes of light hang their Long distance down, Your giant stainless Coffeemaker stands... published 14 months ago
55Poem: The Mallard
by barranca
Greedy for beauty he scrutinizes the mallard's green feathered sheen. Sensing his need, the mallard swims away allowing him wide berth. published 14 months ago
54Poem: La Cienaga
by barranca
This is the town where I grew up. The poem is about my childhood. The Ciénaga The ciénaga, my mother's terror, Filled with oil, tar, water and floating islands Of shrubs and debris, Was just down a... published 16 months ago
58Bob Dylan: Love of Words
by barranca
This short Bob Dylan video demonstrates a true poet's love of language. For all you aspiring poets, song writers and writers in general, take a lesson from the master. Great writing starts with the love of... published 14 months ago
55Poem: As below so above
by barranca
As Below, so Above......the mystic chants Energy is to Mass As Spirit is to Matter. Knock a few Nuclei about and Energy flames out. Add a few micrograms to the Brain And watch the kaleidoscopic Mind. ... published 14 months ago
56poem: executive monk
by barranca
Executive-Monk pulling Strings in the wasted tower, Presides over a new city Of valueless wonder. Landlord of investment portfolios, And baby-hair carpets, I beg a question: ... published 14 months ago
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