- December 20
- Married and in the heartland of the USA with little to say and nothing to say it with.
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December 07, 2013 10:36PM
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September 06, 2013 05:55PM
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August 20, 2013 07:00PM
- Iron Poet #17 -- To the Edge
Of A Brave New Life
August 16, 2013 10:45PM
- Re-launch of Iron Poets -- #17
"My Brave New Life"
August 04, 2013 12:37AM
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in God, and I will pray long
for you my
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towards something, and build
trust as you go?”
March 29, 2014 03:21PM
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understand another is a
magnificent act of
March 15, 2014 07:46PM
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There is a sad and lonely silence about her
her trembling head hanging down upon her long ago sunken chest,
and soft whispers of breathing erratic and aged
as the magazine slips slowly from her grasp to the concrete below.
Daily she sits upon her porch in a… Read full post »
The moon shines sparsely upon the silent driveway this night,
luminous shadows hinting of shapes and objects not quite seen
as anger slowly settles hot and low into my still churning chest
and moonlight amplifies my frustrations over yet another fight.
… Read full post »
A few weeks ago, I had an out of OS experience where my blog was not on the site. It was a tad bit uncomfortable, but thankfully, OS opted to bring me back out of oblivion!
So here’s the thing!
It’s all spread out under a willow tree,
folding chairs with taped-over handles
and big black pots nestled over rigged gas flames
with smells wafting and wigglin’ all willow wamped.
Aunt Spuddy’s stir… Read full post »
UBI – (United Bloggers International)
Low altitude spy drones flying off the coast of Open Salon report that as of 12:40 today, a Tropical Dustup was forming 130 miles south by southeast of the southernmost Blogland.
This is the first named storm of the Dustup s… Read full post »
You know you wanna do it!
You KNOW you do!!!!
You are just dying to choose a side on Open Salon and jump into whatever monkey frays might occur in the future! You wanna band with one group of bloggers and have all kinds of interesting dialogue with them… Read full post »
Why would ANYONE actually eat liver and onions??
I can find no logic to it. It is not like they said..."yum...smell that!" Or "doesn't that look great???"
It stinks! It festers on my plate. It literally grows in size when I place it in my mouth.
No no no....no liver… Read full post »
Charcoal-filled grins emit from her eyes this night,
darkened and deep they look upon me
stone-like and cool
with touches of play in the lined squints of humor that crease her lids
Sun-blazened iris shine upon me from another direction
brilliant hazelnut… Read full post »
In the world in which I was brought up, I’ve always had a fascination with the art of story-telling.
I can remember the joy I had in mid-High when I discovered in the school library a book by a writer I had never heard of by the name of… Read full post »
courtesy of google images
The winds will howl and deer will push,
across the Pole this day.
Aurora gathers from skies around
to light upon the sleigh.
The magic of the season crests,
the sparks do fly about,
the steeds do paw and grind the earth,
and… Read full post »
The space heater kicked on again rumbling and buzzing,
quickly glowing angry red as it battled for a hold in the ice cold room
and gloved fingers edged closer to the fiery red hornet
seeking a warm embrace in the electric cold of being alone
Radio driven… Read full post »
Open Salon is a community that uses the OS website to stay in touch with a core group of people who enjoy writing and discussing all kinds of topics. We, the writers, are the community; Open Salon is only a platform.
We believe the OS platform has become incapable… Read full post »
One house is lit with self-generated power on the corner,
an island of civilization dropped in the center of unfolding void,
as darkness filters past the last wisps of sunlight and pours over us,
and rising angry waters grope up our legs and over our thighs.
I would tell you that Terri is an angel.
MANY would tell you that Terri is an angel. Selfless and loving and giving are just small pieces of who she is.
She would say, (and she'd be right) that she is not perfect. She would share all her faults and… Read full post »
If you walk by her and take the time to try to look into her eyes, you find that she is an expert at avoiding eye contact.
She has the ability to find that one thing around her that she can divert her attention to so that you… Read full post »
In the blink of one pink cast back eye
my Tulip tumbles out of warp and brakes slower and slower yet
finding a solar orbit not all too close in to the bright yellow sun
and above the plane of the ecliptic where planets show themselves
Black abyss… Read full post »
IRON POET CHALLENGE #15 ---
Courtesy of 123RF
Dear Little Kate and my Open Salon family:
I have been trying to best you in the art of writing poetry now for 14 very special challenges. (well;…a/… Read full post »
“What does one do when they’re feeling lost?”
I looked down at my phone at this text, and read it again, slowly…carefully.
“What does one do when they’re feeling lost?”
Short; sweet; open ended when just reading the words;… but I k… Read full post »
The gathered embers glowed red at a distance
with the pulsing heat of a withered campfire
and lit the face- side of a frozen derelict
staring into the source not of warmth, but of depth
His leather face searched deep into the coal… Read full post »