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Days of Unreason

The Beholder (micropoem)

"Nearly everything we are taught is false except how to read” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason If seeing is beholding, what do you see? If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, what do you see? If... Continue Reading →

Closed Eyes, Closed Heart (poem)

“The mountains are so dominant that some days the people refuse to look at them as children turn away from the fathers who beat them” ~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason Exhaustion. The feeling I feel when faced the... Continue Reading →

River Worn (micropoem)

“The hardest part is when the river is too swift and goes underground for days on end” ~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason Where does the flow go? When the inspiration dries up, When the lines don't fit quite right,... Continue Reading →

Self-Loathing (micropoem)

“I’m quite tired of beating myself up to write. I think I’ll start letting the words slip out like a tired child. “Can I have a piece of pie” he asks, and then he’s asleep back on the cusp of... Continue Reading →

Sleep (micropoem)

“Just beyond the bruised lips of consciousness.” -Birds Again, Jim Harrison bruised hearts, bruised souls, find relief in sleep's embrace. I've been looking for a new challenge when I stumbled across this gem. Looking for a new prompt to challenge... Continue Reading →

“Broken Vows” (micropoem)

    I’m hoping to be astonished tomorrow by I don’t know what“ — Tomorrow, In Search of Small Gods, Jim Harrison She had hoped things would be different this time. Se had hoped he would keep his word. But... Continue Reading →

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