No Escape
The grey hangs heavy
As it shrouds the mountain
No sound or breath
A landscape suspended in amber
The storm is coming in
There is no escape
No open road
All is a locked door
No place to run
No place to hide
Finger nails scratch
Plead for way out
From
Fear
Sorrow
Debt
Love
Promises
Survival
Death
There is no escape
poetry, publishing, and mentoring
Standing Tall with Big Heart: Somatically, Mindfully, Creatively, Unceasingly
Poetry and Other Music
Waiting on Words
Art from the Collection of Deborah Barlow
South meets East: Poetry and Musings - words of the seasons
A view of things outside the studio
poetic ponderings...parenting...procrastination...
Poets Pub
ASTROLOGY
Poetry and More
Some days are cloudier than others. . .
"We're all out there, somewhere, waiting to happen."
art. biology. creativity. science. design. nature.
Newsletter from NY Arts Magazine
Taos Artist Organization
a place for poetry
a community of people reading & writing poems, moving words
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