By John Page William walked down the hallway. The hallway was made of stone and well furnished. General James O'Mal was a wealthy man and maintained his ancestral home as per his duty. William had served with the General in the campaigns along the savage frontier. After the trolls had been pacified the then sergeant … Continue reading The Man at the Door
Golden Shovel #4
Good Friday by Thomas Page after the Book of Psalms "I can count all my bones. They look, they stare at me" --22:17 This is usually read on Good Friday when I Am sitting in the rising Spring heat that can Slowly roast you. I can also count The number of people who fall on the cross … Continue reading Golden Shovel #4
Golden Shovel #3
The silent man by Thomas Page after Allen Ginsberg "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves" --"Howl" Catching up with friends is akin to when I Try to desperately cut a board with a saw Making no progress because I never had the Skills to … Continue reading Golden Shovel #3
Tommy Golden Shovel #2
Sight By Thomas Page after William Shakespeare "How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, / that has such people in it!" --The Tempest I would like to tell you how I see such colors in beauteous Terms but I can't give you my eyes. Mankind Is limited to the individual. Is This a … Continue reading Tommy Golden Shovel #2
Tommy Golden Shovel #1
Golden Shovels: This is a relatively new form that uses a quote's words as the "end rhymes" of the new poem. Therefore. attributing the original author is very important when titling these poems. I will give proper credit / title for each. Thought without purpose by Thomas Page after William Shakespeare "It is a … Continue reading Tommy Golden Shovel #1
Tommy Haiku 55
By Tomas Page The Earth begs for rain When the Summer Sun belts down Extreme heat; so very hot
Tommy Haiku #52-54
By Thomas Page The birds have left the Mailbox in my yard; Summer Solstice has passed by Soaring, whistling, then Explosion, eruption and Finally color Each year, Lady Liberty Gets coronae of Red, white, and blue light
Tommy Haiku #49-51
By Thomas Page Eastward towards the Chariot of Apollo In the morning drive Deer stand at the edge Of the road; their eyes shine at The high beams passing Some say alcohol Is for easing people at Parties; not for me
Tommy Haiku 46-48
By Thomas Page Sunflowers used to rise high Above the other Flowers. Not this year. A scarecrow guards the Corn maze below it; In Fall Crows flock to the maze. Season-less waterfronts have To decorate with Holly and Tinsel
The Mission
By John Page The roar of the helicopter was the only thing that could be heard. It was like a hurricane passing overhead. I stay huddled in the dark, cold, damp tunnel with the others. The sound seems to be the only thing in the world. I wonder how long it will last. Just when … Continue reading The Mission
Academy of the Heart And Mind 