Doug Potter

Sep 2016

Miles

Untitled

Today a little praying mantis crawled down the back of my neck.
I think I picked him up on my morning commute
when I rode my bike too close to the trees.
Perhaps my head hit the leaves and dislodged him,
forced to cling to my hair through the cycle-speed breeze
waiting only till I came to a halt to make his dash toward freedom
He made it quite a distance before I unknowingly squished him.

#trees #free #bug

Sep 2016

mira

catharsis part one

we can go wherever we want
we can even go to
montana
because we can't live here anymore
all the boys are talking to her,
they're drowning in blue and talking to her
it is hard to understand
in a similar way it is hard to understand
flowers growing,
maybe it is your birthday.
all the boys are talking,
their eyes are closed and they're talking to her
it is hard to hear when i sleep

Sep 2016

The Fire Burns

Dance, Atop the Pyramid

Aztec shaman
Summons Quetzalcoatl
In dance and jumps
Atop pyramids

Back arched
Soul bared
Awaiting to embody
The feathered serpent

Ancient gods
From the sky
Communication
Through ritual

The enemy's heart
Will pump in his hand
And slowly stop
As the gods consume

The life forces energy
And the shaman
And he
Are as

Sep 2016

KathleenAMaloney

Grimms Fairy Tales

Security Breech Children
Risk, Listen or Don't
Harps Play
While Battlements
Thru Open Watchers Gate Adore
Listen!!
Here the Wind Roar
Loves Vacuum Stealing
Fine Laughters Filial End
Drawn thru an Opening
Called
Obedience

As Above, So Below.

Doug Potter Sep 2016

Through the eyes of a 88 year-old woman: Deer and Crow

I walk out the back door and see a doe
rise from bluegrass as two bucks
follow her into the timber,
she looks back and flags
her tail at the sound of
of my breath.