Rob Rutledge
Rob Rutledge
Jul 4, 2014

We worried so much about sticking our head above the parapet,
That we forgot the stagnant water underfoot.
We forgot the stages of stalemate
And the horror of trench foot.

Skip Ploss
Skip Ploss
Aug 22, 2012

The lines are drawn
my side, your side

We walk our lines
back and forth, forth and back

A rut appears, two in fact
one on my side, one on yours

Our lines are marched
my side, your side

We never waver
never look at the other, never step out of our rut

So

Rut becomes trench
knee then thigh, waist then chest deep

We march on
we never waver, never look nor climb out

Fear of what might happen
bars us from communication

Quiet separation is safe
separation from argument is feared

We march on
trench deeper that we are tall

We march on still

Thomas A Robinson
Thomas A Robinson
Oct 11, 2014

You sacrificed . . . .and you fell
. . . over dreamed . . . with breath of kerosene

They cut you deep . . . .the pain
was not the worst  . . . as the fear you choked

death was  . . . .last breath taken . . .
and the exhale . . . . . . . .

• grape gatorade
• baby powder engraved earrings
• glow sticks
• the smell of old holy pages
• peach cobbler
• complement circles
• heterochromia
• crazy hair
• wet clothes
• dr pepper
• cold rain against the humid air
• glances people steal


(j.a.r.)

#love   #feelings   #worry   #life   #time   #peaches   #aesthetics  
Entrenched in its comfort ~ freedom ~security
Lorraine day
Nov 10, 2013      Nov 11, 2013

L ies have no part in this

Openness does

Visible to all

Entrenched in its comfort ~ freedom ~security

this morning, entrenched in slumber,
Quinn
Quinn
Aug 19, 2013

this morning, entrenched in slumber,
i dreamt of clammy hands on mics

as spoken word slipped like water
droplets from faucet formed lips.

i woke up,
and finished the poem aloud.

success.

He stayed well entrenched
Elizabeth Squires

There once was a man named Garth
Who never got out of the bath
He stayed well entrenched
Where his body became drenched
Taking a long bath waterlogged Garth

Entrenched ashore
Mike Adam

Threw stones from
Pebble beach far
Out, encroaching
Surf defied.

Saw off invasion.

Plastic soldiers
Entrenched ashore
Decimated.
Pebble dashed.

Six years old,
Boy canute
Pushing back the tide,

De-normandised old englande

a whisper from the fallen nymph | entrenched, her voice like a perfect fifth
Fellfoxen
Fellfoxen
Dec 26, 2013

within the wordsmith's labyrinth | my eyes like an abyss on absinthe
a whisper from the fallen nymph | entrenched, her voice like a perfect fifth

Entrenched in a red lotus, I find
K Balachandran
K Balachandran
Apr 20, 2013      Apr 21, 2013

Entrenched in a red lotus, I find
a blue one, mysterious blooming  in my heart,
a white lotus eternal, rules my skies;
golden lotus dissolves thoughts,
                                 gifts wings to transcend.

Lotus sutra  for love, life and transcedence
 
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