From Anchorage to Zebulon: In Search of Missed Connections
La Bella Durmiente by Guillermo Ruiz
do you?
ever wondered if dreams are reality.
and reality is a dream.
if we are living in someone else’s mind.
that we aren’t real.
that we are a product of someone’s imagination.
that you are nothing.
you are the invisible friend.
demigods by unknown
layers like stained sand
carved gravel within raging water
foot prints left in unison only to part
reflection of self in one another
to remind beauty remains
intoxicating scented skin
promise made oath
fortune given the sublime
granted the wish
just for asking
devour it for
eternity
asking another
beauty
carved
devour
eternity
foot fortune for
granted gravel given
intoxicating in it
just
left like layers
made
of only one oath
part promise prints
remind raging reflection remains
sublime sand stained skin self scented
to the
unison
wish within water
snail trail by Art Hesselink
It is truly a lost art…just writing.
Using actual script to pen ideas; giving a permanent form to ideas that currently reside only in my mind.
No editing.
I found a true letter writer on here once before, would be incredible to find him again.
One Eyed Bean With Wings Vs. The Moon Man by Matt Niemi
There you are, looking down
Ill be here on the ground if you need me
Yes I dream of a ghost
Of a love that has died, or maybe not
But it haunts me now
if the dream of love died
maybe
you need that
a ghost of me haunts
but not me
now
are you ill
has it ground down
yes I be here
or there
a looking on
sun by like the grand canyon
lost in the void
the path to death becomes the journey to live
as you rise
finally found
the cycle ends
