mdbrantingham resteemedzameena-zen (53)in #poetry • 7 years agoAutumn's Sutra (original poetry)Autumn's Sutra autumn's breath lingers on neck like a sutra lost to sleep trees malting the…mdbrantingham (59)in #fiction • 7 years agoThe TheySaphora pulled my hand and told me not to be afraid as I followed her down the hallway. The first thing I noticed was…mdbrantingham (59)in #fiction • 7 years agoPart One, Section Two: "Breaking and Entering"Phoebe slowed on Ventura Boulevard behind a gold and black VisionCorp Intrigue that had stopped in the left lane. For…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoHave you ever wondered about "poet voice?"Here's an interesting investigation of "poet voice" I found on Minds.com so I just posted the link.mdbrantingham resteemedpaintingangels (65)in #poetry • 7 years ago"Secrets to the Devil" (A picture poem)Run quickly, now, before the moon spills secrets to the Devil. She'll feed the wolves and wake the dead. She'll…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoWinter After a Poor Harvestmdbrantingham (59)in #fiction • 7 years agoPart One: Section One "A Crescendo of Chaos"Myron Renault leaned against the office doorjamb, surveying his sector on a Friday afternoon. With less than two hours…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoINTERAXIOMSmdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoANNA CRONOSmdbrantingham resteemedzameena-zen (53)in #poetry • 7 years agoLike Lavender (original poetry)Like Lavender Wisps of fog drape themselves like damp locks in tepid bathwater; strands of angel hair…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoMoro Rock, Sequoia National Park: 2013mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoKAWEAH GAP, SEQUOIA NATIONAL PARK: 2003mdbrantingham (59)in #fiction • 7 years agoPart One "The Point": Section Ten "Settling the Score"START AT THE BEGINNING OF THE FIRST SECTION Soul and Tirion sat at the back of the Tendril Lounge, a high-end…mdbrantingham resteemedmelaniesaray (54)in #poetry • 7 years agoUnfading.We were lost souls, empty bodies complete strangers, water fall we were verses never read, never written nights…mdbrantingham resteemederodedthoughts (66)in #writing • 7 years agoPsycho-social ~ A PoemA million feet marching, the silent voice Diversity embraced, unity by choice. Deaf ears hear the screams A…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoELIZABETH PASS, SEQUOIA NATIONAL PARK: 1995Working up along the wall of the canyon The sun bright, reflecting off of wet stone, The air cool and dry. Three…mdbrantingham resteemedzameena-zen (53)in #poetry • 7 years agoA New Age (original poetry)A New Age Nearing the brink of your gaze where a glance becomes a sequence of oblivion and your iris…mdbrantingham (59)in #fiction • 7 years agoPart One "The Point": Section Nine "The Right of the Kill"START AT THE BEGINNING OF THE FIRST SECTION “Monsoon, this is Fort Wallace Naval Air Control. Over.” Wu’s eyes…mdbrantingham resteemedpaintingangels (65)in #poetry • 7 years agoQuarantine [dead by morning]There's a doll in the toy chest preparing to fly and a man in the kitchen unstaining his knife. I'm on the…mdbrantingham (59)in #poetry • 7 years agoWHITNEY SUMMIT, SEQUOIA NATIONAL PARK: 1988.
