Your Voices Joined Is All It Takes (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
They came in masted wooden ships across an unindentured sea and cast their lot in ocean swells to chance at ...
When I close my eyes I cannot reconstruct your face but the three-dimensional solidity or you bursts through the tissues ...
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
We were water babes, born in the arms of a sparkling brook that patiently took us into its heart. At ...
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...
We're going to miss you little girl, you leave an aching space way out of all proportion to your size. ...
When you thanked me for the day I felt ashamed, I couldn't say it wasn't much because it was for ...
Is there anything which isn't made in China? The answer is. of course there is, the question was rhetorical, a ...
I asked my Dad about the War when I was very young, he said it happened a long, long time ...
When was the beginning, in the fertilising, in the flower, or was it deeper, in the earth beneath? No end ...
Marking time in pencil strokes across a virgin page and waiting for coincidence of heart-beat and second-hand, keying to the ...
In the beginning there was light, abundant light that truly lit the way, time was never lost in dodging flights ...
There's an infinity of wisdom in your smile that would deny the winsome wit that lies at back of it; ...
Thank you Ambrose for the kitchen door ajar, a sign your friendship never closed on me, an amity extended from ...
How do we discover an antidote to each other, a faculty to commune in spiteful space? Our bleeding hearts and ...
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
For months on end the pumpkins lay at peace, their parent vines had all but browned and died although a ...
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
Gnashing teeth, a grinding meet of molars crashing cuspid on cuspid and the fracture of a piece, of pressure not ...
You and me, the proof is there to see, our lives are held within the spell of great simplicity, we're ...
The critic gushed and said, "Just like Jack, so raw, I never thought to see another writer just like Kerouac!" ...
I had no profound feelings of shock or surprise to those matter-of-fact revelations which spelled the end of this chapter ...
The cliff sprang from the sea at end of Hostel Beach, if the tide was out you'd reach a tiny ...
I cannot let the moment pass without a weary greeting, or retard the recent past where shadows still are fleeting, ...
For more than 40 years we've been good friends, since 1963 in fact, from college where we met (and managed ...
Why can't I keep out of harm's way? Am I so preoccupied, simultaneously looking ahead, concurrently looking behind; concerned to ...
Even from afar came shouts of recognition joyful voices rang across the years disdained and faces of our childhood unforgot ...
You awaken this time with a welcoming smile, an experience sublime, not a dream - the boner from Hell has ...
He cut his hand and it bled, the flesh inside was red and the hurt discounted the flood of red ...
Ronald Hi Khong Wong is gone, sadly he deceased the commencement of this week. It wasn't unexpected. He never contradicted ...
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