By Eve Lorgen —The Dog Poet
To the real heroes who have walked the path alone,
Whose voices were muffled; their unheard songs.
In a world of illusion where dark shadows Continue reading
To the real heroes who have walked the path alone,
Whose voices were muffled; their unheard songs.
In a world of illusion where dark shadows Continue reading
Singing on the rock near seashore’s cove,
sits the glistening mermaid seeking her love.
Sopranos tune, a tremolo of Continue reading
This poem is dedicated to Barbara Bartholic.
Though my pace is slow,
And my mannerisms meek,
My head is Continue reading
The depth of my pain, anguish and tears
Surges through my being, confronting my fears.
Endless suffering for countless beings,
The cost of Continue reading
If you’ve wondered where I’ve gone—
The spot alongside your pillow is empty,
The pit in your stomach says Continue reading
I walk on all fours; I lick my wounds.
I am the homeless dog-bitch roaming the tombs.
Sauntering to and Continue reading
This feels like a dream.
But how do I know for sure?
Reality check!
Do lucidity cues catch Continue reading
I can show you a better way of dreaming.
Pray with me, as I sing.
Let our hearts Continue reading
Mama’s in her moontime.
Gently breathing her sigh of Ahhhh…
Her blessings of Continue reading
The accuser stands before me
Behind masks of clever design.
Distorted perceptions Continue reading