Through the smokey veil Devouring inferno Timber burning black 6/13/17 This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge […]
Author: John W. Leys
Oh, Sophia Shekinah, Socrates-lover, Plato-Friend, Maternal dwelling of the Logos. Sefirah, emanating From the crown of creation without […]
Pleased to be alive Gardening in the hot sun Grieving not its end. 6/6/17 This senryu (aka a […]
In the chasm between dreams and reality Falls pain and disappointment, Bridged by madness and hope, Holding off […]
The dreams return, Can’t stop them from coming, Dreams of the past, Relived like a robot, Unable to deviate […]
Through the dirty bus window The past plays like a silent movie, Scene after scene, never changing. Memory […]
Entropy grows Past the point of no return Time’s arrow flies on Toward the heat-death future A fate […]
Now is all there is: The past is a memory, Future just a dream. 5/23/17 My response to Colleen’s […]
My knees are weak and swollen, My joints creak and pop, My feet ache, my toes are numb. […]
The allure is strong: Power, wealth; reputation Everything you need For a life of suffering Ruled by desire […]
John W. Leys 