This month, Synchronized Chaos
has once again honored me by
publishing the poem "Limitless"!
Thank you so much!
Where the wheels of prose and poetry spin...
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Dancing With the Mirror -- POEM of the MONTH!
Dancing
With the Mirror
Dancing with the mirror
Imagining
there’s a beat …
Spinning
to the silence
I
stumble on my own feet
Posing
with the mirror
Snapping
pictures of myself
Posting
to the hundreds
On
the virtual shelf –
Blowing
out candles with lucid whispers
Behind
the graffiti-walls of crowded subways
Building
a public library
Filled
with blurry negatives
Wishing
the film in reverse
Swimming
in pseudo-sedatives
Dancing
with the mirror
In
an echo of si-silence
Gripping
my partner tightly
The
life drips from my hands –
Abandoned
hallways, corners and facades
Screaming
skyward – piercing spotlights
Dancing
with the mirror
I
see a second reflection
A
face without judgment …
…
accept this new connection
Monday, September 2, 2013
Limitless [a pantoum] - POEM of the MONTH!
Limitless (a pantoum)
As another chip
melts off my shoulder
I see there are no limit
signs in Heaven –
I wonder, when I
see the petals of a flower
In places which are
desolate and graven
I see there are no limit signs in Heaven,
I see there are no limit signs in Heaven,
The creative stroke
of word and deed
In places which are
desolate and graven
Find themselves
spreading to each need
The creative stroke
of word and deed
Rooted by planting
from our knees
Find themselves
spreading to each need
And tower beyond
the greatest of trees
Rooted by planting
from our knees,
Branching from the
vine of our salvation
And tower beyond
the greatest of trees
By living water,
sustaining our perfection
Branching from the
vine of our salvation
I wonder when I see
the petals of a flower –
By living water
sustaining our perfection
Monday, July 1, 2013
"Railway" Published in Synchronized Chaos!
Last month's POEM of the MONTH!, "Railway" now published in the July 2013 edition of Synchronized Chaos. The following is their review of the poem.
"... poet Dave Douglas also examines psychology through his poem 'Railway', shrinking the human mind down to a much smaller scale, and metaphorically viewing the movement of individual thoughts and decisions as boxcars and passengers within a railway system. As with the neuroscience research Leena Prasad mentions, Douglas seeks to understand how the mind selects and processes thoughts, although he looks at it with the tools of poetry and psychology."
"... poet Dave Douglas also examines psychology through his poem 'Railway', shrinking the human mind down to a much smaller scale, and metaphorically viewing the movement of individual thoughts and decisions as boxcars and passengers within a railway system. As with the neuroscience research Leena Prasad mentions, Douglas seeks to understand how the mind selects and processes thoughts, although he looks at it with the tools of poetry and psychology."
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Railway - POEM of the MONTH!
Railway
On the railway
inside
With a heavy
payload,
I continue as this
thought
And ignore the
switch tracks
The engineer is my
passenger
And I pull a
freight of gold
With electronic
waste
Never reaching the
climax
I push the eighth
notch
Highball to the next yard
But the cargo
betrays you
I am full of
double-stacks
Sparks take wing
The stress of steam
The strain of steel
The engine screams!
~
The derailment was
close
Nothing was lost,
except
The lives at the
crossbuck
And the tears you
wept
~
You decouple the old cars
And spot my new
direction
I pick up broken passengers
Stopping at the next
station
Over white-diamond mountains
Through obsidian-filled
tunnels
Sunflower fields
that glisten
And muscle-flexed
trestles
Content in the
journey of today
Not the destination
of tomorrow
With treasures beyond the railway
Leading others as I
follow …
Eighth notch: The final notch
in the throttle; the most powerful position
Highball: A signal to operate
a train at full speed.
Double-stack: Stacking one
container on top of another
Crossbuck: The X shaped sign
where the tracks cross a road
["I" is the personification of a thought; and "you"
is the mind, or the human containing the mind.]
Friday, May 10, 2013
"Radio Flyer" and "Writers Block" Published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine!
I am pleased to announce that the poem "Radio Flyer" (posted in April to this blog), is also published in Synchronized Chaos Magazine's May issue.
You can also find "Writers Block" in their upcoming June issue.
Thank you for reading!
Thank you for reading!
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Writers Block - POEM of the MONTH!
Writers
Block
The poem which inspired the short story Painted Ladies.
I
turned the corner
and
there it was!
a
row of houses
each
filled with imagination
I
scribbled down the street
held
by a free-hand –
a
life of permanence
unable
to erase memories
I
skipped up the steps
only
to discover a locked door –
a
repeated occurrence
even at the last attempted point
I
exclaimed at the threshold
of
a lost original thought
to
be formed somewhere inside
the
living spaces of tomorrow
yes
– there I was! on Writers Block –
a
neighborhood of experiences
marked
by errors and flowing ideas
if
only I had the courage to knock
Also published in the June 2013 issue of Synchronized Chaos Magazine
-
"Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who has no need to be ashamed, rightly handling the word of truth." II Timothy 2:15
Polonius:
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell, my blessing season this in thee!
Laertes:
Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
Also published in the June 2013 issue of Synchronized Chaos Magazine
-
"Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who has no need to be ashamed, rightly handling the word of truth." II Timothy 2:15
Polonius:
This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
Farewell, my blessing season this in thee!
Laertes:
Most humbly do I take my leave, my lord.
Hamlet Act
1, scene 3, 78–82 - William Shakespeare
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Radio Flyer - POEM of the MONTH!
Radio Flyer
With a tear to the heavens
I empty the Radio Flyer
As it alters my direction
And pulls me from the briar
I had my
Radio Flyer
Filled with every need:
Television and speaker,
Access for the freed
Filled with every need:
Television and speaker,
Access for the freed
I had my
sandals
For the long flight,
And electric candles
To displace the night
For the long flight,
And electric candles
To displace the night
I left
behind the stagnant,
Imagination in my pack
Any direction but remnants
Of what lies at my back
Imagination in my pack
Any direction but remnants
Of what lies at my back
But the
whirlwind
Off in the distance
Stared and grinned
At my lack of guidance
Off in the distance
Stared and grinned
At my lack of guidance
Caught in a swirl
of fear
My impetus was lost –
I wrestled with the jeers
And grappled with the cost
My impetus was lost –
I wrestled with the jeers
And grappled with the cost
In a land
without signposts
I forgot the map of the past,
… creating new ghosts –
A thought not in my forecast
I forgot the map of the past,
… creating new ghosts –
A thought not in my forecast
With a tear to the heavens
I empty the Radio Flyer
As it alters my direction
And pulls me from the briar
Now, I no
longer pull
But am led by this wagon
As my Radio Flyer is full
And light is my burden
But am led by this wagon
As my Radio Flyer is full
And light is my burden
Published in the May 2013 issue of Synchronized Chaos Magazine
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