Monthly Archives: October 2016

The Crossing

Faces Time worn Lined by relentless sun Tanned leather scraped smooth By gnarled hands dead and gone Smiles painted on by circumstance Await the powdered throng Crossing the bridge from plenty In search of cheap fare for distant cousins Nuevo … Continue reading

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Bridge of Time

If I could span the bridge of time Between what we’ve become What secrets would the trip reveal? In travelling to and from     I had a troubling dream last night My throat was blocked by wire I pulled … Continue reading

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Daily Post: The Bridge

Preface A couple of years back, I was sitting at Laguna Bob’s, an open-air bar on the bay side of South Padre Island, enjoying a cold beverage. From the deck, overlooking the Laguna Madre, one has a clear view of … Continue reading

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Abel’s Blood

Tucked away in beauty’s billow Far above the knotted fray Lilting voices Soft whispers Cooled by gentle tongue Of one accord Weep for those below Those who lust for power’s voice Gale winds of hateful force Drunk with Odin’s wanderlust … Continue reading

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One From the Archives

In honor of today’s Daily Post keyword, waiting, I pulled one out of the archives. The Waiting poetry by Phil Benton Breath cut short with every turn, The blade’s relentless slither true. Scarlet ooze trails through the furrow, Shades of … Continue reading

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Still Waiting

 It’s been more than a month now since, in a moment of temporary insanity, I paid good money to join a dating site. The ad said I would find the partner of my dreams. Well, I’m still waiting. What on … Continue reading

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War Child

Behind mud daubed walls Cobbled by fate’s cruel hand A young child waits Eager for voice familiar For Mother Healer of the sick Fortress of the wounded Cloaked dancer in the night Casting hooded shadow Against blood stained walls Once … Continue reading

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