~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
Yes dear friend we all get hurt
and others they can stir up dirt.
In love or out it matters not
for human love is not what’s sot.
We look here and we look there
and try to find love everywhere.
But what we find is half at best
and breaks our [...]
a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
God whispers to you
night and day
in wind and rain
and storms
and sparkling dew
upon the lawn.
God’s song of life
sings, "I’m with you
I’m all around
just look and see
for I AM you
and you are me."
God whispers to you
all the time
in thoughts [...]
a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
No matter what religion
Creator dwells within
and God has never left us
he can’t… you see, he is us
and all Creation too.
You say that God made pain
I reply he didn’t, he made
emotions, mind and spirit.
It’s we who choose the outcome
of [...]
by: James Schwartz
STR8
In this time and at this rate
The world prefers its assassins str8
Heroes for heteros to relate
Comfort for their grieving mate.
In this time and in their bed
Every queer is left for dead
Heroes for heteros are always fed
Our hungry eyes are always red.
In this time and in their shame
Shadows eclipse our vigil flame
Graffiti obscures our [...]
a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
Ah Paris ’tis the city of love
a beautiful place indeed.
Enjoy yourself and if you like
have a pastry for me.
A croissant, pasty or a tart
with cream, and fruit, and crust.
Such a delight with every bite
is sinful, and a must.
Have [...]
~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
So much more then simple words
deep hearted inner sorrow.
Say what you will, time will allow
for life speaks not tomorrow.
Each breath, each move ignites our soul
and fills our cups with wonder.
How we spend this mighty gift
or choose which path to walk on.
Is only that and nothing [...]
by: James Schwartz
To my birthday boy on his twenty eighth
On August thirty first two thousand eight
I present to you my poetic faith
A man of your own ideals: gay or str8.
To my longtime muse I present a toast:
May your year be of wine, roses and song
May your year be another year to boast
Of after hour adventures [...]
~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
A man with power, pride perhaps
with jealousy no doubt.
Tries to control, by putting down
denouncing and defiling
with envious beguiling.
All empty threats and meaningless
and truly of no import.
Unless you take it inward
engaging self to battle self.
Indeed there is no other
take back what you have [...]
by: James Schwartz
Among his most favored night-time toys
Absinthe, liquor and phosphoresce hair frost
Of all my dream lovers and phantom boys
In reality I’m easily lost
Laughing, intoxicated he will baste
Brown bottles of luminous fire-fly
Anointing his head with celestial paste
Of stars liquidated into hair dye
He is always reckless in his passion
Blithely flinging raver clothes on my bed
As if [...]
My first encounter with “kimchi” was when my brother-in-law brought three containers of this dish from Manila ten years ago. Kimchi is actually this traditional Korean dish made of vegetables, like cabbage, that was fermented with a variety of seasoning. So the moment my brother-in-law opened the plastic containers, it nearly knocked me out [...]
~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
In lifetimes or in dreams we walked
I know you that is clear.
Drawn by a gentle loving force
into a place obscure.
But filled with light and sweetness
and swirling sense abound.
In waking light or dreaming
the feelings still surround.
A dream of air caressing
the smell of salt and misty [...]
~a poem by Bonnee Klein Gilligan
So was in a dream indeed
in space, in quiet being.
Danced on air and time stood still
through misty fog revealing.
These flashing skies and clapping booms
stand watching as time passes.
Sweet moisture, cool and gentle rain
without a wetness seeming.
Soft darkness passes lightly by
what was is now forgotten.
To waking full upon [...]
A spoken word poem by Drew Dellinger. Is beautiful and awe filled. A lovely tribute to us and the universe.
Hope you enjoy it.
~Bonnee Klein Gilligan
Video of Drew Dellinger speaking one of his poems.
Global Oneness Project.
at your back the tall mountain your deep research what is it you want to know by asking evaluate who is asking whom about what and why are you asking the question does the identity of the asker matter a question is a power relationship what are you he asks me he asks and where [...]
the word angel could be revised as “a woman with wings.” you seduced me with the intensity of your dream a woman whose wings were broken she needed all of us to lift her body with the breath of our song I took water and pigment applied to paper the woman’s face her eye like [...]
Hi Folks,
I guess it is time for a little self-introduction. Malcolm Lawrence, Founder/CEO & Editor-In-Chief of towerofbabel.com noticed that I had joined his Tower of Babel group on InterNations.com so he invited me to blog here.
I am very new to blogging–my only experience being a travel blog I’ve been keeping for about 3 weeks on [...]
After going out onto the kitchen deck to view the moon hanging over Lago Trasimeno, with its little star companionably lurking over its shoulder, we were greeted by firelies dancing a mating dance and twinkling at us.
This inspired a desire for star gazing, so we adjourned to the uppermost deck of the house, above the [...]
The moon tonight, the night of the longest day of the year (June 21st) is the size and color of a ripe apricot. I had resisted, at first, buying the apricots here in Umbria. I had only a memory of California’s apricots that looked ripe but were hard and never ripened, or ripened into a [...]
Para Rosangela de Fátima
Encontro-me tantas vezes pensando em ti
e visualizo tua perfeita forma de mulher,
o dia a aflorar-te nos lábios de veludo,
a noite a escorrer-te pela seda dos cabelos.
Se estás longe de mim, dia após dia
transformo-te na delícia do fruto que aprecio,
no frescor da água que me sacia a sede
e na substância, enfim, que [...]
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You are entirely within me.
Just a thought for both:
The illusion of hope makes me live,
the lie told well satisfies…
I can not see you in a long, long,
long time…
Perhaps you have never seen it,
but my mind says, to the contrary,
insists with arguments that the reason
Dares not fight:
It is not necessary for us to be here…
The wind [...]
Poem talks about the tragedy occurred on Congonhas, SP, and external revolt of the pain and uncertainty about who are real culprits
TAMtos dead …
Who is to blame?
The man-machine?
From the machine-man?
The machine-machine?
Or the whole machinery?
And what the box says,
The box burned,
The box “immune” to the fall,
A black-box black?
Does screams, cryng,
Pain, noise,
Broken phrases,
Words disrupted
Denounce guilty?
Who is to [...]
PRIVATE CELEBRITY
VS.
I DON’T CARE TO TELL THE WORLD
(FOR YOU’RE THE WORLD TO ME)
(DJ RESH VS. JAMES C. RULE REMIX)
Pull up in my ride, vibin’ to Prince Bee.
April Hoskins at my side for all to see.
Around this club we’re V.I.P.
Bloglines made a celebrity out of me.
I don’t care to tell the world,
For you’re the world [...]
“Unbutton the Shirt Slowly”
Unbutton the shirt slowly
He might like that
The pants lie forgotten on his floor
I smell of the sea
I smell of showers
I smell of cologne
He might like that
Toothpaste and raspberry cocktails
Mingle in frantic kisses deep
Unbutton the shirt slowly
He likes that
Tonight.
“The Pale City”
From the pale city
Beside the pale sea
I traveled once more home
To the fields [...]
JAMES SCHWARTZ is a poet and slam performer striving for the simplicity of Cavafy mixed with modern gay wordplay and elements; Schwartz’s poetry / slam material dialogues of GLBTQ issues and affirmations of gay (night) life and love.
James Schwartz was born 2.19.78 and raised in the Old Order Amish community in SW MI. where he [...]
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