spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
what hurts is I am nothing but a piece of clay filling a void I’m not the missing piece just a piece of muddy clay and when the hole doesn’t feel so empty you cast me aside until you need a substitute again I’m… Continue Reading “Wildfire”
Raw Earth Ink is proud to present John A. Graser’s second book of poetry, UNflawless: Facetiously Imperfect. From the back cover: “In this collection of poetry and lyrics, I return strong and steady, sharing my experiences, thoughts, and raw emotions; taking you, the reader,… Continue Reading “Available Now – UNflawless: Facetiously Imperfect by John A. Graser”
My heart is filled with autumn Breezes teasing my hair loose From beneath my wool hat A river dried up left a winding trail For which my feet to travel Crisp air invading my lungs Honking vees moving overhead Crunchy leaves beneath my boots… Continue Reading “Change of Seasons”
Hey ho! Pull to port, pull to port!Hey ho! We’re on our way home!Hey ho! Turn starboard, turn starboard!Hey ho! Our journey’s soon done! The hold’s filled with fishAnd the jerky’s near goneBrody’s got scurvy andThen we lost poor Ol’ TomTo a wrist wrap’t… Continue Reading “Returning From Orca Bay”
I am dark shadows and tear-stained cheeks. I am bursting laughter and bruised hips. I am a brooding damp fog and twisted smiles. I am tormented memories and soft silk. I am covered in anguish and measured lines. I am tracing and repeating and… Continue Reading “It Is Enough”
It’s been winter cold, though not extremely so, which means shorter jaunts outside… particularly when the wind is blowing. A quick walk down the beach to shoot a few photos, face/hands/legs numb, but it was worth it! Stay warm! tara caribou | ©2023 all… Continue Reading “Icy Cold”
The leaves on the trees have become smudges, merely a backdrop I look right through. I see nothing. I see everything. Everything. You weren’t able to reach beyond the now into tomorrow. You stay in the past and try for today, but never tomorrow.… Continue Reading “In the Last Light of the Evening”
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Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
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a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
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The Lies in the Skies Exposed
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